S*X WITH A WEREWOLF
Cassie told her.
“Yeah, Cassie's right,” Cherry agreed, getting up from the bed and helping Kitty lay down. “Sleep now, Killer Pussy,” Cherry bit back her laugh. Cassie, on the other hand, couldn't help herself from falling on the floor, rolling and chuckling away.
“You guys are evil for finding this funny,” Kitty drew the sheet up under her chin and turned her back to them. “People are dead.”
The two girls immediately stopped their jokes and sighed. “You're right, we're wrong for this,” Cherry cleared her throat. “Sleep tight, Kitty.”