With a soft belch, you stand up, glad you need to make no waste- it would probably clog the toilet anyway. Then, you step outside. It's nighttime now, and the sole visible person on the street is a young boy, somewhat plump, riding a tricycle. You grin. You and his older sister, Jackiem, are friends, and his mom, Alexia is rather tasty-looking as well. You smile, and approach him.
"What'cha doing out so late, Billy?"
He blushes a bit. "I fell asleep in the park...my mommy's gonna be mad."
You grin, and suddenly grab him, trike and all, and yank him inside. "No she's not. Because YOU aren't EVER going home!"
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