And just like that the memories that flooded my mind spurred me on. It's night but I'd make the trip to the Reed Inn and be back sometime tomorrow. I needed to see those faces. I left the fire and went to the kaiila pens and onto Morte I got and we rode off

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~out

Mmmm
Chewing on your neck… then shoulder
Then biting into your shoulder
Tasting your blood

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Well, she WAS suspicious so she didn't get a lot of room to talk. Remember, she stole your jewelry about 2 minutes after meeting you. She was just a different kind of suspicious.

She gave you a bright smile. Oh! Oh. She set down the water and shrugged her bag off. Look what I found in the car I stole. She pulled out a palm sized little dog. It was made of a smooth light metal. She set it down and then pulled out the controller. She turned it on. The little robot started to march around awkwardly. Occasionally it would sit and a little song would play, then it would lay down and go to 'sleep'.

Because it's creepy! She gestured strongly. Her nose wrinkling up. So creepy. Only breathing recycled air. Only seeing fake sunshine. How do they not go mad. Never seeing the horizon! A new horror dawned on her face. Oh my gosh, the moon has never shined on them. NEVER Rus, that's so sad.

She looked quite bummed about it. She rested her head on your shoulder. Yeah. I mean they must have great stuff to never want to leave. Right?

That made a sort of sense to her.

You had met her at quite a difficult time in her life. You were trying to figure out who you were outside of the Corporation and she was being forced to figure out who she was without her clan or family. Being alone taught her that she had many more soft places and blind spots than she realized.

Night City was like using hand sanitizer to find all the paper cuts. She had always been proud of herself. Proud of her capability, and her craft. In those "When I run away" day dreams she had always struggled heroically and then rose gracefully to the top of what ever fantasy she was having.

Instead she'd ended up on her ass and nearly someone's dinner. It was dreadfully humbling.

Stepmom, i am ready for take Your daughter to work day

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She'd wanted to freshen up in the cool waters of the stream, but for some reason, she's changed her mind.

Rising, she gave her toes one last wiggle - watching the gentle ripples float from her feet - then turned and headed back to Camp.

My injured hand flexed as it opened and closed. The scar healed nicely and it was almost back to full strength. No doubt the Ubar would require my services soon enough. The tear in the mask under the hood remained on my cheek and my hand lifted to feel the scars there. Earned many moons ago they still felt as if they were put there yesterday. Lots of blood shed to earn them. The crimson that courses through these veins has fed the grass and dirt of the plains many many times.

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Leaning head back
Offering myself completely to You

strong hand in long hair
"helping"

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Wrapping my arms around you
Kissing your neck… biting it and your shoulder

I wish you a wonderful eve sweet one!...~waving and easing on out~

artistic

You too!
Have a good night

skillful