MY WASP IN A JAR
06-13-2013, 07:00 PM
Moonlight-colored eyes found themselves gazing upon a beautiful youth, one who was a tad too young for the harlot?s more lecherous tastes, but whose appearance could still be appreciated. A bit of flirtation and teasing never hurt after all, and the serpent herself had been subjected to far worse when she?d been the same age. ?Come to keep me company, liebling?? she greeted, the German falling off her sinister tongue with practiced ease. The midnight mistress was a woman capable of speaking many languages, taught to do so in her former training. ?My name is Medusa, although I bet that my name is not as important as yours, my sweet,? she said. The flattery was hardly subtle or disguised, but she wanted to see how her company would react. Would she squirm away, would she anger, or would she play along? The first two options would earn the girl a cackle from Medusa?s black lips, whereas the other would also be amusing. Perhaps this girl would resort to something even less predictable, something the snake was not prepared for. Whatever it was, she waited, silver-tinted eyes gauging the girl?s reaction. |
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