Meka/Sim
Sim hadn't even seen it coming, or her, though perhaps he knew she'd find him in the end. He'd spent most of the night playing poker with people much drunker than him, and it had been fairly easy to rinse them of everything they had. Still, no matter how smooth he may have thought he had been at the table, now that he was a prisoner he was practically hyperventilating.
"I was just earning some cash" he explained, trying to pry her off his lap, but her thighs were really strong, and bare. "Though I am pretty tired, I was just going to head home so I guess I'll see you around some other time" he tried.
(Read comments)
Post a comment in response:
scribbld is part of the horse.13 network
Design by Jimmy B.
Logo created by hitsuzen.
Scribbld System Status