Psychosocial
07-10-2014, 10:58 PM
The babe giggled and traipsed the lands, hips swaying side to side like an angler fish enticing her next meal. Tail swayed side to side, waving her aroma back and forth. Blue eyes scanned the terrain, searching for a source of entertainment. Who would she find today? Perhaps her dear brother? A stranger to entice, tease, and fuck over? Perhaps even a child to corrupt and take as her own, to force to do her bidding be it willingly or not. She would reach the bank of the delta, the spring having melted away the winter snow causing the water to spill over the bank. It was flooded to say the least, the water raging against the earth. She approached the banks, water spilling over toes as she seemed to nearly inhale it. Her head violently twitching a few times before she raised it to gaze about. Oh, today would be quite interestin' indeed. Speech Thought Others |