“This might turn out alright” she thinks to herself. “Okay,” Caleb tells Darcy, “I’ve been practicing on slices of fish.”
“Are you kidding? Porn That’s gross.” Darcy tells Caleb. Caleb likes the idea that he and Darcy could be having sex for the next two or three days. “Okay… Caleb apologizes and jump off of the bed to grab his pants, “What are you doing?” Darcy asks. Claude and Marc Rollins was in there showering. The last thing Darcy’s mind takes in is a pale, tattooed woman with large black wings. Her curl brown hair hangs in shining locks about her neck and shoulders, and frames her large perky breasts perfectly. Darcy startles with the surprise of pain then relaxes as it eases into a warm, dull sensation.
