The next day I was more nervous, if she wouldn’t show up this time, we would never talk about it again. Nothing would ever happen between us. Her st...p was fast approaching and I could feel my hands getting a little sweaty. The metro stopped, the doors opened and there she was, a warm smile radiating from her beautiful face. She spotted me quickly and walked over to me, but just when I wanted to say something she stood up on her toes, leaned into me and pressed her lips on mine. It was so. “Technically they has a vestibule not a cunt,” I said using my superior intellect gained from watching pointless fucking game shows and similar crap on pointless fucking daytime TV.“Her then,” he said pointing at Boris.“Fuck off she’s a fucking Lesso.” I said supportively.“Fifty quid says you can’t.” He suggested.“Fifty quid each?” Boris asked.“Two hundred, make it five!” Hunt the Cunt taunted.“Christ,” Boris said, “I could use a few quid as it happens.”“Oh for fucks sake,” Hunt sighed, “I was. The Goth teen smiled and looked at her for a moment, and a kiss that was meant for Jade's cheek landed right on her lips. Jade could feel that Tori wanted to immediately pull away, no doubt out of embarrassment, but Jade's arms wrapped around her midsection and held her in place until Tori's body was comfortable. Only then did their kiss end."Wow… Jade… I'm-" Sweet fuckin' Christ, Vega. Just relax. I get it. We're just getting some weird urges out of our system. No biggie."Tori sighed and then. Despite all that those men had done, she didn’t want them to be dead. Not just yet, at least. Not until she had had a chance to find out why they had done what they had. Her pace quickened across the market street and she kept her focus on the path ahead. Trade normally ramped into full swing around midday and continued until late in the afternoon. Yet, even in the relatively-early morning, there were plenty of Fissurites out to stare at the young, Vocal girl as she hurried past unhooded. Why.