"I wanted to brag. I fucked you wether you wanted me to or not, and I got Jes the bitch he wanted, too." Ralf said slowly and clearly.
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"I wanted to brag. I fucked you wether you wanted me to or not, and I got Jes the bitch he wanted, too." Ralf said slowly and clearly.
Camile snatched Ralf by his collar, and flung him against a wall. "Tell you what. We're gonna play a game." She said in a sickly sweet tone, pulling a box cutter out of her purse.
"Camille, no." Maya and her Pokemon said in unison. Then Maya said, "As-much as I'd love that game, it wuldn't be fair. How 'bout we just put 'im in jail or kill 'im?"
Camille ignored Maya, advancing on Ralf with a devilish smile on her face. She opened the blade, and reached for Ralf's pants.
Chistery cried-out and Liax bit her.
"It's not wise to attack someone with a blade in their hand." Camille said coldly, trying to shake Liax off. "Besides, he had this coming."
"Camille!!!!!!!!!!" Maya yanked the blade out of her hand. "Cam, I know how you feel!! But we're police-officers, basically. We can't do things like this; it'll look-bad for PDA."
Camille nodded, and pulled out some steel attachments to her shoes, putting them on. "Fine." She said, kicking Ralf as hard as she could where the sun don't shine.
Maya turned to Calvin, saying quietly, "I think we oughtta stay outta her way for a while." She put her hand to his cheek.
"Agreed." Calvin whispered.
"So, do you have anything else to say?" Camille asked Ralf, sure that she had crushed his manhood. "Oh, and one more thing... technically, I'm still a virgin."
Calvin's eyes widened, his mouth dropped, and he collapsed in laughter.
Maya did the same. "Cammie, I'm sorry, but you sound like a slut, kinda."
Camille looked at Maya like she was gonna attack. "I'll deal with you later. So, Ralf, what do you have to say now?"
"Sorry." Ralf weezed as Maya ran and hid, pulling Calvin with her.
"Not good enough." Camille said, raising her foot.
"Im very, very sorry, Agent Camille."
Maya leaned aginst Calvin, playing absently with a lock of his hair.