seaswirl
She longed for the day when her skin would be clear and her tits would graduate from the K-Mart training bra that her mom had gotten her in a 3 pack for her 13th birthday. Then, she would know the meaning of bliss.
Sometime in the night, the predator leaned back on his haunches and stared at the little girl through the window. She woke up for a few lazy seconds, locked eyes with the wolf, and closed her eyes again. The wolf sat with grim, determined pride over the little girl he'd set out to protect.
"What do you mean she MIGHT be pregnant?" he scoffed at his best friend. "Ok I know you fucking hate her guts, but you're talking about potentially the mother of my future child here."
The little girl wiggled her hips and licked her lips in concentration. Her grandfather tossed the ball, light but with sure aim, and it went soaring. Wow, that was a real shitty shot. Did you check out this flyer I found on the door?