Pink

She looked up and paused in her stirring, the same disbelief surfacing on her face. "e;What? I've grown horns?"e; He shook his head. Curves. She'd grown curves and soft skin and a rosy tint to her cheeks.Nelson Trader's after-school tutoring with fellow senior, Brigitte Pink, is a mutual secret. No one can know he's spending time with her or the reason why. He has to protect his reputation. Someth...