It wasn't as if you could dress Christmas-y any other time of year. They should celebrate in festive clothing. Shaking her head, she pointed at the jeans.
"Oui sweater, non jeans. No pants. I am a girl," she reminded Lisa. "Zee sweater ees large...maybe I just vear eet."
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"I did not mean vor you to get up," Fleur huffed.
Disappointed, she hadn't wanted to lose her wife. Laying on her back, she spread her legs and rubbed her clit. Would Allyson return to her? She hoped so...
"Vut happened vith our zizters zis morning may be my fault. Lee-za vud vant revenge over something I did to her yesterday."