“A pleasure.” The boy sighed, his scrawny arms crossing over one another, resting upon is chest lightly. He was neither pleased or otherwise to see a new face added to those who seem to enjoy the ramblings and readings that he intended on continuing.
To this one, the teen gave a bit more of a look over. The woman was truly alluring and such that temptation may overwhelm him later that night, vivid images already filling the boys mind, designing an illusion for his own pleasure and amusement. “Hello, Marly.”