entered the room where the computer made clothes. She'd thought about it a while and had chosen the reliable little black dress for the dinner date. After receiving the items the amazing computer whipped up for her, Amber headed for the bedroom. She immediately changed into fresh clothes. Everything fit perfect.
She thumbed through the library list, and headed for the bedroom around 6:00 pm. Ryja wasn't there yet, and he must still be working on cataloging his recordings. Taking a long, hot shower, Amber decided to put her hair up in a bun with a fan of hair erupting from it. She put on makeup heavily, going for a glamorous look. Batting her eyes, she giggled. Her lashes were long and thick enough she didn't need false eyelashes.
Mica had been a wonder, bringing back several selections of makeup when he'd gone to the local market. He must have shopped in a pharmacy or retail store. A large case held all the eye shadow she would need no matter what she wore. He had also brought back a case with a multitude of lipstick choices. Mica had also selected different shades of face makeup, explaining he wasn't sure which one would match her skin color.
Normally, she didn't wear makeup, except when she went out on a date or somewhere special. Amber's lashes didn't require mascara to pop, so the natural look worked for her. Coupled with her pale, clear skin and dark lips, she didn't need war paint on a daily basis. Amber hadn't even thought of makeup during her time with Ryja and he didn't seem to notice anything was missing.
Amber had to admit she liked the glamorous look. The black eye liner plus the hairdo gave her an exotic air. Now to add cake to the icing. Slipping on the black dress, she was pleased with its soft fabric. It fell to mid-thigh as she had instructed the machine, while the square neckline was cut a bit low.
Last, she pulled a strand of white beads and matching earrings out of the jewelry
box. She touched the pale strands around her neck. They looked like pearls, and who
knew with Mica, they could be.
The outfit was complete with a pair of cute strap black shoes, compliment of the computer. She had asked for a wrap in case it was chilly, and had chosen a silver translucent fabric. Wrapping it around her shoulders, Amber was satisfied. The pearls took on a silver sheen when close to the material.
At a slight noise, she turned. Ryja stood there, hand on the door, motionless. His eyes told her what she wanted to hear.
"Amber, you are so beautiful."
Blushing slightly, she said, “I can't wait to see what you are wearing."
He nodded and walked toward the bathroom, taking the clothes thrown over his arm with him.
Amber frittered the time away by thinking about their first wild sexual encounter. Her cheeks heated and blood rushed through her body. She wiggled, not pleased with the beating from her groin. This was not the way to start off their first date, with her wanting to pounce on him. Shaking her head at herself, Amber squashed her urges down. She had to control her desire, for they had nine dates to get through. Purposely, she turned her mind to the Jurassic jump.
When the bathroom door opened, Amber stood up. She was stunned. Ryja wore an expensive looking pair of black pants with a white shirt. The shirt was open just enough to show a hint of his tanned flesh in the opening. Silver cuff links twinkled at his wrists.
His hair was pulled back into a low ponytail at his neck. He looked like a movie star, handsome and elegant.
Ryja stood dumbfounded at the door when he saw Amber dressed in evening attire. She was lovely beyond words, but he uttered some anyway for her benefit. Through the years he had relationships with many gorgeous women of all descriptions from other worlds, yet he truly thought Amber beat them all in the beauty department.
He had already put her high in the intelligence and companion area, but her looks pulled her into the top group. Not that he was keeping score. Ryja just knew what
She thumbed through the library list, and headed for the bedroom around 6:00 pm. Ryja wasn't there yet, and he must still be working on cataloging his recordings. Taking a long, hot shower, Amber decided to put her hair up in a bun with a fan of hair erupting from it. She put on makeup heavily, going for a glamorous look. Batting her eyes, she giggled. Her lashes were long and thick enough she didn't need false eyelashes.
Mica had been a wonder, bringing back several selections of makeup when he'd gone to the local market. He must have shopped in a pharmacy or retail store. A large case held all the eye shadow she would need no matter what she wore. He had also brought back a case with a multitude of lipstick choices. Mica had also selected different shades of face makeup, explaining he wasn't sure which one would match her skin color.
Normally, she didn't wear makeup, except when she went out on a date or somewhere special. Amber's lashes didn't require mascara to pop, so the natural look worked for her. Coupled with her pale, clear skin and dark lips, she didn't need war paint on a daily basis. Amber hadn't even thought of makeup during her time with Ryja and he didn't seem to notice anything was missing.
Amber had to admit she liked the glamorous look. The black eye liner plus the hairdo gave her an exotic air. Now to add cake to the icing. Slipping on the black dress, she was pleased with its soft fabric. It fell to mid-thigh as she had instructed the machine, while the square neckline was cut a bit low.
Last, she pulled a strand of white beads and matching earrings out of the jewelry
box. She touched the pale strands around her neck. They looked like pearls, and who
knew with Mica, they could be.
The outfit was complete with a pair of cute strap black shoes, compliment of the computer. She had asked for a wrap in case it was chilly, and had chosen a silver translucent fabric. Wrapping it around her shoulders, Amber was satisfied. The pearls took on a silver sheen when close to the material.
At a slight noise, she turned. Ryja stood there, hand on the door, motionless. His eyes told her what she wanted to hear.
"Amber, you are so beautiful."
Blushing slightly, she said, “I can't wait to see what you are wearing."
He nodded and walked toward the bathroom, taking the clothes thrown over his arm with him.
Amber frittered the time away by thinking about their first wild sexual encounter. Her cheeks heated and blood rushed through her body. She wiggled, not pleased with the beating from her groin. This was not the way to start off their first date, with her wanting to pounce on him. Shaking her head at herself, Amber squashed her urges down. She had to control her desire, for they had nine dates to get through. Purposely, she turned her mind to the Jurassic jump.
When the bathroom door opened, Amber stood up. She was stunned. Ryja wore an expensive looking pair of black pants with a white shirt. The shirt was open just enough to show a hint of his tanned flesh in the opening. Silver cuff links twinkled at his wrists.
His hair was pulled back into a low ponytail at his neck. He looked like a movie star, handsome and elegant.
Ryja stood dumbfounded at the door when he saw Amber dressed in evening attire. She was lovely beyond words, but he uttered some anyway for her benefit. Through the years he had relationships with many gorgeous women of all descriptions from other worlds, yet he truly thought Amber beat them all in the beauty department.
He had already put her high in the intelligence and companion area, but her looks pulled her into the top group. Not that he was keeping score. Ryja just knew what
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