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Midnight Maiden
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"Alright. Fine. I want to stick my penis in your vagina."
She still looked extremely flustered.. But at least he wasn't talking to her like a child. "..Better. I suppose."
"Alright. Fine. I want to stick my penis in your vagina."
She still looked extremely flustered.. But at least he wasn't talking to her like a child. "..Better. I suppose."
"I'm glad. Does that mean I can?"
"..No."
"Unlike you, I don't sleep with people I hardly know."
"C'mon, you don't hardly know me. We've been through a lot."
This seemed to sway her very slightly.. But she had no intentions of having sex with him. "Well, we have.. But I don't know you."
"I could write you a thesis."
She tilted her head. "..You're truly desperate, huh?"
"Not really. I just like making you uncomfortable. I'm sure there are hookers around here somewhere."
"So you weren't serious," she concluded. "..'Hookers?"
"No, I was. It looks like I'll just go get booty elsewhere though."
"Prostitutes."
She just shrugged quietly shifting in her seat. "By all means, go right ahead."
She opened her mouth to say something else.. But shut it.
She just looked away, sheepishly. "..Nothing."
"I'm not stupid. It's something."
She only looked at him stubbornly.. Before looking back to her book.
House poked her boob again.
This brought the blush back, and she slapped his hand away. "I'd rather you not touch my breasts."
"Tell me what you were going to say."
"Why should I?" Good luck to House. Yvaine was stubborn as hell.