Stripping, dear? You’ll get some sand out now.... but it’ll just be easier for me to smooth your rough spots.
Your foot flashes up into my ribs, a jolt of sudden pain. Thank you for that, Brandi. It makes one decision easy. I won’t let you up again.
I circle you, slowly. Stalking you. You turn with me, your claws bared.....
When a tigress springs, she’s all lithe power. We clash, headlong.