Carmen's Valentine SurpriseWalking down the street on the cool February afternoon, Carmen was aware of some of the glances she was getting from the men who passed her – and who could blame them? She was tall, and had a lean body that showed the effect of good exercise and clean living.More Like This
Of course, some of that exercise had come from the numerous times she had found herself having to wriggle out of ropes and remove gags from her mouth, but that was the occupational hazard of being an amateur detective. The admiring glances were more the occupational hazard of having a body that was fit, trim, and possessed a chest that most women were green with jealousy over.
For today, for this special day, Carmen was wearing her favourite red dress, cut at the chest to offer just a glimpse of her breasts and the skirt down to just above her knees, moving like a second skin on her pert bottom. A brown fur vest kept the chill out, while the natural sheer hose emphasised the shapeliness of her legs –
Carmen's Crowning Achievement“Oh, I didn’t see you there, Jeffry!”More Like This
“That’s probably because of my ninja practice!” Jeffry waved his arms wildly, looking to Carmen like something out of a low-budget martial arts movie. “On the trail of another crook, Carmen?” he asked, referring to her success as an amateur sleuth. “I can be your bodyguard, if you like.”
“I’m not on a case right now,” Carmen explained, politely not mentioning that the real reason she hadn’t seen Jeffry was his short and scrawny body, besides which, well, as mean as it might sound, he was just the sort of person you easily overlooked. How he had ever landed a beauty queen like Rosalinda for a girlfriend was a mystery. Good qualities on his inside, Carmen supposed. “I was hoping to see Rosalinda.”
“I want to see her too,” said Jeffry. “But those goons won’t let me through.” He po