Amateur Slut Gets A Hardfuck

But how would the creator of my little Eden react if he realized I was lying to him? Even the bathtub was similar to my grandmother’s: it had golden handles and the feet were shaped like lion claws. I thought to myself, and then I heard the whisper again, as if it had been carried by the wind:

“Bae, bae.”

“Yes I want a bath, I said before I realized what I was doing. The terra-forming module, which had its own resistance capsule, was crushed, and the seeds and embryos we were to put in the incubators were also scattered in the red dust between the rocks. And I had an unpleasant feeling that someone else was reading along with me from my memory that had become a kind of public library.