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"so..."
"So."
Roxy sat, legs criss-crossed on the glass coffee table in the reconstituted Lalonde Manor. Rose had contacted her, asking for an urgent Lalonde meeting, girls only, no Striders allowed, and neglected to tell her why over pesterchum. Maybe she didn't want anyone snooping on the chat, since Dirk was probably skilled enough to do that.
She could definitely see why.
"you want me... to dress up as your mom, and let you suck on my, um... tits?"
"Yes. And also, preferably, you would be stroking my hair and calling me a good girl."
