Hall of Infinite Doors
"Caitlyn?" You walk up to her. "Hi, Caitlyn."
She whips around her perfect body, breasts bouncing, to see who called her. Then she looks at you the same way that most people would look at a slimy toad that has just pooped on their hand.
"Uh, what do you want, loser?" she says in her musically angelic voice.
She whips around her perfect body, breasts bouncing, to see who called her. Then she looks at you the same way that most people would look at a slimy toad that has just pooped on their hand.
"Uh, what do you want, loser?" she says in her musically angelic voice.