Jo Harvelle (
wannabehunter) wrote2007-12-10 04:57 pm
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Room 414, Sunday Evening
Jo had been taking very good care of Luke ever since he'd turned into a figure.
She hadn't even been tempted by the fact he was both fully-poseable and just the right size to fit into most Barbie clothes. Really.
Ignore the camera.
She hadn't even been tempted by the fact he was both fully-poseable and just the right size to fit into most Barbie clothes. Really.
Ignore the camera.
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He didn't look like he minded. At all.
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Two could play this game.
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A lot.
He scraped his teeth gently across sensitive skin by way of a thank you.
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He loved visiting Jo, and was making his appreciation quite apparent.
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Or him doing something at least, she wasn't quite distinct.
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Or if we're being honest, another five minutes.
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Especially since she seemed to be doing her best to make sure he didn't even last that long.
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He pressed his hands down against Jo's hips again and began to tremble.
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Not that Jo was really thinking about that, or anything else really, as she shuddered, fingernails scraping across Luke's back.
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