Before she leaves for upstairs she turns to me. Oh crap! xxx18 They’re calling her The Shadow. I don’t know what I would do without you…”
“I would do anything for you,” she says, as she gives my arm another loving squeeze before she brushes a string of my blonde hair behind my ear. I need to know who she is! He ran at as soon as he saw my little python… Men…” she sighs. She’s got some kind of blanket or something in her arms. To feel vulnerable and feminine. I love it all! “That’s true, I suppose we can join the potluck and leave before things get heated up,” she says.
