Suzy strikes a pose: hand behind her head, pouty lips. It's a miracle this lipstick is still on. "Thanks. From me and my ego."
Then the heels are finally off. Freedom. Su is minus three inches and bent in two, carefully stowing them under her chair, when Pansy says I love you both. This earns a flashy grin upward, wayward hair falling into the oval of her face.
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Blake & Pansy & Suzy
Date: 2019-02-19 02:01 am (UTC)Then the heels are finally off. Freedom. Su is minus three inches and bent in two, carefully stowing them under her chair, when Pansy says I love you both. This earns a flashy grin upward, wayward hair falling into the oval of her face.
"Aww, Pansy."