“Some… Ginger Ale… I guess.” Colin said as he got a good look at the woman behind him.
Her heels clacked against the kitchen tiling as she walked past the sink, stepping up on a stool to grab a vibrant blue glass and setting it on the counter.
“I’m really tired of Alice putting things over my head…” She grumbled as she straightened the black bunny ear headband in her dusty brunette hair.
“Need some-*urp*- some help?” Colin asked.
“Just sit tight baby, it’ll be ready in a second.” She said as she dropped a ball of ice in the glass and started pouring the pale brown soda.
‘Baby?’ Colin thought as the bottle of ginger ale fell off the counter.
“Shit.” She spat as she bent down and gave Colin a nice good look at her absolutely caked up rump hanging out of that tiny black thong.
She wiped up the mess in no time flat, grabbing the iced down ginger ale and bringing it before Colin.
“Uhhhh… thanks…” Colin said as he took a big sip of the crisp ginger that soothed his stomach for a moment. “I didn’t catch what you said there, what did you call me?”
All of a sudden she sat in his lap and kissed him right on the lips.
“You heard me.” She smiled as Colin got a closer look at her eyes and noticed the soft pink glow.
He leaned back and nearly fell off the bed as bunny girl pinned him to the bed.
‘Man, she’s pretty strong for someone as short as Lucy!’ Colin thought as she jammed her tongue in his mouth and started grinding her cheeks against his dong.
He suddenly heard a phone buzzing on the nightstand right as bunny girl slipped her thong off.
‘Of all the times Sam’s called me, this is gonna be the worst…’ He thought as he felt himself start to harden.
Then he read the text.
Darren: One bad date and you’re gonna ghost me?
Fuck you Tiffany
“Who’s Darren?” Colin asked as Tiffany snatched the phone and blocked the number.
“After the night we had, he’s nobody!” Tiffany smiled as her deep green eyes glowed pink again.
All of a sudden Tiffany spun around and preceded to jam his throbbing rod up her ass as she bounced around on it.
Another buzz came from the other nightstand as Colin grabbed his phone.
Sam: So who’d you screw and we are you two coming over?
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Sam tapped her foot impatiently as she watched the navy blue compact pull up outside his apartment.
“Are they here yet?” Jamie asked.
“Not yet, they just got out of the car…” Sam scowled.
Lucy smirked as Shara handed her a fifty.
“Really Lucy?” Sam sighed.
“Trust me, he’s getting an earful after last night.” Lucy said as the doorbell rang “Now who ever could that be?”
Jamie opened the door to Colin waving nervously at the unhappy Amazon and tomboy.
That’s when they noticed Jamie looking down.
“Hey guys, I think Santa’s Village lost an elf- OWWWW!!!” Jamie said as she bounced around clutching her shin.
That’s when they watched the shorty step through the door in a long green skirt and a snug hoodie that hugged her frame.
“Lucy isn’t the shortest anymore?” Jessie asked.
“I guess not Lucy said as she set her hand on the top of her head and moved over Tiffany’s.
“I’m four feet three inches, and if you don’t move that hand right now, I’m gonna break it.” growled Tiffany.
“Feisty one, aren’t you?” Marinette smiled at Lucy backed against a wall.
“If we really are sharin’ this stallion back here, I wanna see who I’m sharin with… head over to my place, my cousin’s making breakfast.” Tiffany huffed as she turned around and stomped out the door.
“I’ll text you the address ….” Colin said as he strolled on out.