JAMES
Asleep in the sun outside the brothel, sadly James missed out on Frey's fuck-magic as it spread through the building, making hard both beams and mean inside. It was only as Ronin and Remi hastily rushed outside, all erect cocks and breathy words, that the snake stirred and shifted, sitting up with interest. And oh, lo and befuckinghold the brothel was suddenly open for business.
"Don't mind if I do." James muttered to himself, reaching for the door that the pair of men had just left from.
Dressed in what was basically just beach trash fashioned into clothing and jewelry, the thief was anything but subtle as he poked his head inside. 'Oy. What's a fella got to do to get a job application 'round here." He called out brazenly, drumming his fingers on the counter.
"Don't mind if I do." James muttered to himself, reaching for the door that the pair of men had just left from.
Dressed in what was basically just beach trash fashioned into clothing and jewelry, the thief was anything but subtle as he poked his head inside. 'Oy. What's a fella got to do to get a job application 'round here." He called out brazenly, drumming his fingers on the counter.
"HOLD THE FUCK UP" I say.
I'm the fuck up. Please hold me.
I'm the fuck up. Please hold me.
