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Dribble (not quite a drabble) for this weeks B7Friday.
"Roll again!"
She leaned toward the table a little, a smile stretching her crimson lips.
He rolled the digital dice, looking at the glittering edge of her dress. She could see from his glazed expression he was thinking about her tits. She controlled her seething rage.
To be reduced to this; a distraction for players with more wealth than sense.
In Freedom City, there was only one choice for a solo mother.
"Roll again!"
She leaned toward the table a little, a smile stretching her crimson lips.
He rolled the digital dice, looking at the glittering edge of her dress. She could see from his glazed expression he was thinking about her tits. She controlled her seething rage.
To be reduced to this; a distraction for players with more wealth than sense.
In Freedom City, there was only one choice for a solo mother.