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"I;m afraid not. Twily had a sudden prior engagement to go to and won't be back for the entire night."
"Oh," You droop. Well shoot. There went your chance of spending time with the purple girl. Guess you're just gonna have to try again another time. As you turn around to leave Twilight Velvet says "Wait!" which grabs your attention making you turn back to the older lady. "There' no need to rush off! Twilight may be gone but this poor old lady could use a bit of light company. Why don't you stay here and chat with me a while? I just put a fresh batch of cookies and it would be an awful shame to eat them all alone."
Damn, she's good.
She must've read your mind because she let loose a small laugh. "I know, I was laying it on thick there a little, wasn't I? Gotta start getting used to speaking like an old bird for when my granddaughter is born. In all seriousness though you're welcome to stay here."
You tell her that you;d love to and she smiles big, "Well then, let me just show you into the kitchen, then."
As she turns, it might've been a trick of the light but you could almost swear that she was licking her lips.
On the way to the kitchen she moves with a subtle roll of the hips, occasionally looking back to see if you're following. You try not to let her notice you looking, and instead look at the numerous photos lining the walls. Many of them are of a smiling Twilight and an older man in a fancy suit that you guess would be Twilight's older brother. When you get into the kitchen proper Miss Velvet directs you to sit in a seat at the table, and you;re treated to a nice view of her butt as she bends to open the oven. She picks up the hot pan with a pair of oven mitts and dumps the fresh cookies onto a large platter in the center of the table, then sits in a chair across from you.
Miss Velvet gestures at the steaming pile of cookies and says, :Well, dig in! Tell me how they taste."
You eagerly comply and begin stuffing your face with the delicious cookies. They taste delicious, addicting almost. You're almost through half the plate when you begin to feel self conscious and stop.
"Looks like someone's a hungry boy, huh?" she lightly titters, much to your chagrin. "Don't worry about it. You're my guest and I can easily make more if you want. I'm just happy to know that my work is being appreciated. So, why don't you start?"
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