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Ality had expected the girly man. Instead, she was face to face with a manly girl. Not that she was butch, just that she was wearing a man's shirt.
"Serale," she said to Lynessa, giving the blond female a swift glance from toe to head. "Lyr's busy? With that boy lover of his? Kenkoowhat'shisface?" Aka Girly Maaaaannnn! She tapped her bottom lip. Did Lyr the bad boy have a menage a trois thing going on? This would prove to be interesting, though this was definitely not the place for a baby like Rose to grow up in. Made Ality miss Klue a bit-- at least he was a decent papa.
Yet sailor thoughts popped up in Ality's naughty little head. Perhaps they could do a little better than menage a trois and make it quatre. The blond lady was pleasing to Ality's verdant eyes. Would loving a woman be quite different from loving a man, thought the curious ex-virgin.
"It doesn't matter." Ality shrugged, nonchalance seeping from every pretty pore. "I'm here to sleep, to eat, to rest my feet." Ality rubbed her belly. "Carrying the man's baby is a hard job you know." She sighed and kindly waited for Lyn to move away from the door so that she could take a good look at her new home, the Dreamhouse.
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