Heart of the Bayou Beasts
Giving up pretenses and glanced over to Mable whos jaw dropped.
“Oh, I didn’t realize,” Mable stammered. “Who is this?” She asked, looking back at me.
“Names, Moonbeam, if anyone asks,” she said, reaching across and extending a hand. “Excuse me as I don’t care to show my face, I haven’t put it on in a while. Also, I’d ask you not to tell anyone about me. We don't care for the attention.” Bri said matter of fact as Mable’s hand reached hers as she leaned over me, my hand instinctively touching her thigh, which Mable noted. I felt a very slight pulse of power swell from her and leak into Mable. Her fingers gripped around Mable’s holding her in place.
Sikat na Kabanata