Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25808351-20161227141359/@comment-28358106-20161230020244

"Nkay. Here.   Hehehehehe...take a big pull of this first.  I like booze on my man's breath.  Makes me...eager." She uncorks the bottle and hands it to Sadrek.

As he chugs, she does a striptease, making sure he gets a good view. When he seems unable to take it any more, she sidles up to the side of the bathtub and leans over, her fave inches from his.

"How's about a little taste first..."

She leans in and takes his head in her hands and kisses him deep...and sucks his Spirit Energy out so fast, his toes curl. His eyes roll up into his head and he passes clean out with a groan, sinking into the bath.

"Hmmm...not bad..." she wipes her mouth and, thinking for a moment, parts the bubbles, looking down at his nakedness. She winces.

"Oh, good grief...no wonder you run around with a bunch of guys and have to pay for your company. Come on, asshole..."

Black phantom tentacles writhe from the ground and lift Sadrek's snoring body from the tub so he doesn't drown. She places him on the ground and, after a moment’s thought, takes out some lipstick and paints a clown face on him.

"Snrk...hehehe...HA! There you go, you pygmy-cocked buffoon.  Now, let's see..." She quickly finishes her task of smelling his clothes, hoping for a trace of DE tainted blood.