At Brat’s End
One last time...press play... "We thought it was time." Apple smiled at Cliff. "But I hadn't even met you." His red sweatered chest puffed out. "I know, but I'm taken." He clinked his wine glass, full of red, with her's. "Congrats on your promotion." "Promotion?" Cross grabbed her naked hip and kissed her cheek. "You mean you don't know?" Cliff walked away and Apple turned her attention to the naked man grabbing her. "Know what, Cross? The fact that you were likely the best lay I could have had and I missed it?" Cross' eyes were confused for a moment. "No...but that's true, no matter what Steffan says..." He turned and gestured with his glass to where Prince Steffan was currently impaling Bette with his erection. "Of all [Read more...]