This Claire Sutton certainly wasn't acting like a guest. As soon as she saw Ashley Bowen walk in, she made herself right at home on the sofa.
Ashley Bowen looked her over and had to admit, the woman was stacked. She had a great bust and butt, and even her legs were long and slender.
Then she looked at herself. Flat as a board, not to mention her clothes weren't sexy at all.
Claire Sutton gave a faint smile, resting a long, slender hand on her pale thigh. It was as if she were showing off not just her beautiful legs, but her elegant hands as well.
"You're Ashley Bowen, right?" Claire Sutton said with a condescending air, looking Ashley up and down before tutting. "Why do you look like some uncivilized girl from the countryside?"
Ashley Bowen couldn't stand the disdainful look in her eyes. She lifted her chin. "This is called being pure and innocent. I'm nothing like you. You're the one who looks like an escort straight out of a nightclub."
