TORTURED BY RAINBOWS

edit: Just realized, no mention of sex at all. GOD.

I just can't write pr0n lately. Brain not in right place.

"What is that?" Bel stared accusingly at the black monstrosity blocking the Varia's driveway. ( dear Rika, batmobile )

"I see you're still wearing the same ratty old shirt, Bel." ( want more Jill! ...also should make a Jill icon )