“I’m sorry about the way things have turned out. Beeg Sora had been working at becoming a fashion designer. “Let’s go inside it will be more comfortable there.”
“Of course my love.”
Matt picked her up as though she was light as a feather and carried her to the bed. They fit perfectly in his hands and he marvelled at how firm they were. With that thought the world became a little darker. He began tracing circles around her clit with the tip of his tongue. He crept silently across the floor. Matt put down the guitar. He knew it wasn’t fair and that he had bought them together. Every night he dreamed of total revenge against the digidestined.
