She watches Clarisse back through half-lidded eyes, and gives her a little nudge with her socked foot. They're sharing this couch, sort of top and tailing it with the blunt covering the space between them. It's nice. It's just what Abby needs, really: the two of them, and no obligation to be any kind of serious.
"Maul," she replies, with no hesitation. Because he probably has a weird dick. And– "The whole..." she gestures at her face, to indicate the face paint and horns, and then, generally, his whole deal, "Is some weird kink thing, right? Bet he's kinda wild."
She's definitely trying to get Clarisse to kick her and tell her she's gross. Is it working.
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She watches Clarisse back through half-lidded eyes, and gives her a little nudge with her socked foot. They're sharing this couch, sort of top and tailing it with the blunt covering the space between them. It's nice. It's just what Abby needs, really: the two of them, and no obligation to be any kind of serious.
"Maul," she replies, with no hesitation. Because he probably has a weird dick. And– "The whole..." she gestures at her face, to indicate the face paint and horns, and then, generally, his whole deal, "Is some weird kink thing, right? Bet he's kinda wild."
She's definitely trying to get Clarisse to kick her and tell her she's gross. Is it working.