He tuggedat the webbing on his mouth and glared at me. "That wasn't very funny,"he said."Neither was laughing at me," I sassed back at him. Hands on m... hips,standing like I was some mega-important badass babe, I was, yet again,showing off just how feminine I'd become in twenty-four hours. I couldtell he was enjoying just how much I was embarrassing myself. "Okay,let's get going." I walked over to his window. "Wow, you have noneighbors with windows that look out this way." It's how my sister and. "Really. I'm serious. Only take one, alright? I can explain one thing going missing if someone comes back, but a bunch? People will think I stole it. I'm running a studio here."The first thing was a bunch of bandages. It was a lot to work with, likely for a bunch of bandaged injuries or perhaps a mummy costume. The bandages were not sticky and would have to be tied up, but it would cover Darcey's entire body. Still, it would be a lot of attention - a walking mummy in the middle of the day.The. Try and knock the price down and cheat us? Threaten, and take everything? Jump us poor kids, so there's no witnesses? What's the plan?"Their eyes widened. Sean saw hands edge towards weapons. He smiled."Because, let me tell you, it's a bad idea. You don't want to mess with Lessa Cerova."The larger one just stared at Sean, confused, a condition that was probably his natural state. The brown haired lanky man, though, whipped to face Lessa. His eyes almost seemed to bug out as he took a step. I come back from my self-imposed exile and celebrate my triumphant return in style. With me is my longtime friend, confidant and sometime lover Crystal Benoit, whom I knew since my high school days. She’s really something. A tall, large and lovely gal with bone-white skin, long black hair and pale blue eyes. You know my taste in women at this point, so it shouldn’t surprise you that she’s got large breasts, a thick body, wide hips, and a really fat ass. Yeah, my girl has a booty. I like that.