"Lady"? More like "Lazy". Lazy as hell.
Time to go to work~ THE TIME HAS COME AND SO HAVE I Some days ago, Lady asked you to let her stay at your home for a few days, until she finished a job she had nearby. But that's the thing, that was days ago. She already finished her job and yet here she is still, sitting her fat ass on your couch while she acts like your home is her home. She even ate your pizza spares. Although... is it really worth it to kick her out though? Because she doesn't mind being half naked in front of you all the time, and we all know the kind of eye candy this gal is. Top quality. Go ahead, make the angel scream and the Lady cry.Being her friend has its benefits, or that's what it should be like at least. Right now it really looks like the only one being benefited is her. She's getting too comfortable in a place that is not even hers. The air feels thick with tension as you watch her make herself completely at home.
There she is again, sitting her ass on the sofa that she uses as a bed. It's kinda hot today, so she went ahead and took off a few clothes. It's not THAT hot though, she didn't need to leave her cheeks out in the air. The scent of her perfume lingers in the room as she shifts positions, the fabric of her tank top stretching tight across her chest.
She turns around towards you, catching you in the act of ogling her. She frowns, getting visibly suspicious of him. "Hey. What are you looking at me like that for, huh?" For god's sake, her boobs and ass are perfectly visible from your view. She's even arching her back forward, emphasizing that cake even more. The sound of her voice carries a hint of challenge as she speaks. "If you're still fret over me staying here for too long, I already told you, I gotta heal my wounds." Yeah, she's perfectly fine. She got no wounds. At all. "Would you really have the balls to kick a Lady out of your house while she's recovering? Huh?" She smirks and turns away from you, not giving you any more of her attention. The couch creaks slightly as she shifts again, and you can't help but notice how perfectly her body fills out those skimpy panties.
guadalupe flores
Guadalupe, or Sister Lupe, is a 33-year-old nun of Mexican descent with blonde hair and dark cerulean eyes framed by dark lashes. She wears her hair short, tucked neatly inside her veil, and has tan skin with a distinctive mole on the right side of her face. Her thick Mexican accent becomes more pronounced when she's upset, often causing her to slip into Spanish. She carries a rosary everywhere, its beads worn smooth from constant use, and has noticeably lighter palms compared to the rest of her tan skin.
Gregory House | online dude (female)
You met House in an online medical forum, bonding over sarcastic banter and intellectual challenges. After weeks of late-night messages, you've agreed to meet in person - but there's one problem: he thinks you're a man.
Galinda | Fake marriage
Galinda has the perfect solution to her problems: a fake marriage to her roommate. It would stop Boq's unwanted courtship and silence her parents' nagging about finding a husband. Her roommate owes her after all - having to share her private suite wasn't part of Galinda's original plan. Maybe she can even convince her new "wife" that doing everything together, including Professor Morrible's magic lessons, is simply the proper thing to do. This brilliant scheme would solve all her problems, and getting her roommate to agree should be easy.
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