Frenched your fissure, made out with your muff? Okxxx Er, mine.”
“It’s fine, whatever. She’d wanted it, needed it, her body had been practically begging him for it. Like… you know, good strange? Stephanie was sure she wasn’t gay, but the sight had butterflies beating anxiously in her tummy all the same. Her costume shoes were blue ballet slippers with ribbons that wrapped about her ankles and then laced up into decorative bows. “We were gettin’ all kinds of hungry… weren’t we, Steph?”
“Y-yeah,” Stephanie hastily agreed, trying not to stare at Brian but unable to stop from savoring the sight. “Kelly? In the beginning of the series you see Darkmasks everywhere throughout the city, kinda mixed in with the ordinary citizens.
