Arla was a little dazed, her nose bleeding----though thankfully it wasn't broken. She started to say something, but Geoff chuckled softly, his fist clenching in her shirt and tugging until he heard a tear. "Don't worry," he said to David. "I wouldn't dream of touching your girlfriend's mutie cunt."
Arla's feet kicked out even though that didn't do anything. "Beat the snot out of him, and then lemme have my turn."