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youdaman March 14 2010, 05:41:04 UTC
Max pulled the wife beater over her head and sidled to the water, thankful that the admiral was nice enough to keep it heated. "So, you feelin' better than the last time we talked? ...What happened with your inmate, by the way?"

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painhumbles March 14 2010, 05:54:46 UTC
Gabriel would be lying if he said he wasn't staring. The good thing about being an angel is you just snap your fingers and you're wearing appropriate clothing, which meant... Plenty of time for awkward staring.

"Actually, yeah." He whistled. "Just had to get over that weekend. ..What about my- OH. Yeah. Damndest thing. Irene got into a girlfight with someone and I had to break it up before someone lost an eye."

LIE, GABE. LIE LIKE THE WIND.

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youdaman March 14 2010, 06:02:42 UTC
"Oh, uh, okay..." she hadn't heard about any girl fight and she was sure that SHE'D be the one to be called to break it up. Men just tended to stare in awe at that kind of thing.

Max slipped her shorts down her hips and folded it and the shirt a great distance away from the water.

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painhumbles March 14 2010, 06:15:31 UTC
IT WAS A VERY QUIET GIRLFIGHT. REALLY.

Staring like a freak was getting him nowhere, so he wandered over to the edge and plunged into the pool. He surfaced and brushed his hair out of his face, now apparently staring at Max from the water. (Well, at least he'd moved."

"Well, you know those Victorian ladies. It's all hair-pulling and beating each other with their hoop skirts. Nothing a guy elbowing them right in the corsets couldn't handle."

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