Coconut Grove minute maid pink lemonade

why the fuck was she so cute? velen could not help another burble of giggles at dalia's scandalized reactions, somehow more embarassed by her use of the word 'sex' than anything. loathe to admit that, however, the boy sauntered to saucy's shoulder, bumping her gently with his broad skull. tongue lolling, the dredge turned back to the freckled girl with an impish glint to his eyes.
"probably everyone who has penises. like why call it sex when you could call it ... i dunno .... knocking on the shell? something dumb, but fun." the boy chortled again, but was suddenly taken by a thought: had any of the assembled even gone there yet? he was not sure. however, if he was asked, velen had at least a few hoe stories; his big brother was the imposing ford, and chicks dug that.