Flattery

The lake was alluring, from its mesmerizing ripples to the crystalline clarity. It wouldn't be wrong to say the lake was a beautiful wonder of nature.

At the shore, a petite girl was standing, her eyes on the lake. She was about eighteen years old, with pale skin and long black hair falling like a waterfall.

Her facial features were striking, especially her misty blue eyes which gleamed of her young innocence.

"Lady Sophia," A woman in mid-thirties called from behind. "The guards have barricaded the surrounding. There is no one but only us here without any surveillance."

"You can leave then," Sophia said, her voice sweet like a nightingale.

"Yes, my lady," The woman placed a towel and a robe on a carpet. She then gave a deep bow and left the shore.

Sophia slowly took off her dress, exposing her perky breasts down to her tight and little ass. There was not an ounce of extra fat on her body.