Lenny and Glenn stood at the edge of the unbounded Forest of Discarded Sufferings.
It was a fine day, bright and cool. Evidently, winter was coming to this part of the world.
Glenn was dressed in a simple, nearly transparent silk dress. The type that left nothing to the imagination with much to work about her fine nakedness underneath.
It was held to her body by two straps, one on each side, and it flowed down to her feet.
Whenever the wind blew, it would make the dress stick to her curves, making for extra allure.
Lenny knew that her choice of clothing today was one last effort to try and seduce him to stay.
However, it was of no use.
Even if she had come at him with a garden of exotic fruits on her naked body, it would not be enough to sway him from his goals.
He had big things he needed to do.