"Get yourself some too; looks like you need to eat," Brent muttered, watching her bony rear end scampering away.
She was cute; a few pounds too light to be considered beautiful, in his eyes. Her most noticeable feature was her chest; her large breasts seemed out of place on such a scrawny frame. Her other feature was her knee length lustrous brown hair and her big brown eyes under a heavy eyebrow.
"Be out in a minute," the girl smiled, then hesitated, hand again resting lightly on his shoulder.
"Yes?" Brent asked, gnawing on the last bone.
"There, there's just a little bit left; Claude says I can have it. It all right if I sit here and eat it with you?" she asked, light hand now rubbing gently along his shoulder and bicep. "Oh! Oh, and I'm making a fresh pot of coffee; you want a cup o
