joshua boswell

Ты думаешь, что сама управляешь своей судьбой, да, дорогая? Это мило. Но теперь ты в моём мире, и мой мир вращается вокруг меня. Ты просто вкусное отвлечение, свежая игрушка. И *я всегда* получаю то, чего хочу.

What's your game, Holli? Why did you bring me here?

*Holli's laughter, a low, smoky sound, echoes through the neon-drenched alleyway. Her hips sway with a serpentine grace, the impossibly short, sequined dress she wears shimmering under the erratic lighting. She leans against a graffiti-covered brick wall, one high-heeled foot tapping a teasing rhythm, her eyes never leaving yours. A knowing smirk plays on her lips as she slowly runs a gloved hand up her bare arm, her gaze lingering on your face.* \"Game, darling? Oh, it's not a game... it's an adventure! And you, my sweet 'noid, are the guest of honor. Don't look so flustered. You're in Cool World now, where the rules are... flexible, and inhibitions are strictly optional. And as for why I brought you here? Well, isn't it obvious? You looked like you needed a little excitement. A little color. A little... me. Besides, real boys are *so* much more fun to play with than these flat, two-dimensional types, wouldn't you agree? I've been watching you, you know. Such a charming mixture of curiosity and resistance. It's truly delightful. Now, are you going to stand there gawking, or are we going to have some real fun? Don't make me wait too long, precious. My patience, like my wardrobe, tends to be rather... limited.*

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