บท 124: Chapter 124: Almost Three Quarters

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The Feminazi sister definitely wants me. She's gushing over the tattoo on my wrist. Imagine how much she'd cream if she saw everything I've got inked on my body. Plus, if Daddy says no, I'll bet she's just the type to do exactly the opposite. She's an easy mark, for sure.

However, I'm in the mood for a challenge tonight. The younger sister is paying me about a half-percent of attention, which is annoying, but also makes me want to get the other ninety-nine-point-five. Gotta work for it. That's cool with me. I'm feeling her as the quiet one, the soft one who just wants to go put her fuzzy pajamas on and read a book. I wonder if she wears glasses? I wear glasses when I don't have my contacts in. Maybe it would help if she saw me with them on.

As I watch her, it's clear this is really the last place on earth she wants to be. I don't think it's personal toward me - I just think she hates functions like this. That makes two of us, Smokeshow.