Tuesday, June 3, 2014

Bite Me

Asa to Luna:

“Hey, baby. Come here and sit on my lap.”

“But Michael’s in the other room.”

“You chicken?”


“That’s better.”

“What do you want, Asa.”

“A handful of this...”

“Fuck, your hands are cold.”

“Not any longer.”

“He’s coming, let me up.”


“Come on, let me go!”


“Fuck, I hate it when you do this.”

“Ouch, you little bitch!”

“Hello papa! I missed you.”

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