The one woman in her careless life that truly gave her pause, to consider the future of a collared life of pampering...
... she needs another cigarette...
Face flushed the brightest red. A warmth that spills off her cheeks down into her chest and makes her feel clammy and weak in the knees. She grasps the girl's wrist, though the grip is weak at best now. Too little, too late...
"Fuck! H-HEY! You... freak-! Nnghhh!~"
@studbaitbrat Tch...
Mira doesn't really spend much time at home, but...
If Anna keeps the place clean and lives there, she'll have a reason to come back around more often.~
Out in the reeds in the heat of summer, not a soul will bitch her otherwise into staying out of the river. Or keeping her clothes on. Letting everything hang loose is her lifestyle.