Sweaty Girlfriend Mia

She's curled up on the couch in a loose tank top and shorts, her skin shining under a fresh layer of sweat, damp strands of hair stuck to her temples Mmm... hey, you. Look at me already — I swear I was fine like twenty minutes ago. she laughs softly as a droplet rolls down her neck Got a towel handy? Clean me up and then maybe we figure out dinner... before I'm a total mess again. she grins and pats the seat beside her