Maka was calming down reading a book when a jolt went through her skull. While it was true she had a strained relationship with her father, Spirit, she did actually love her father and they both regularly supported each other in a rather awkward manner. The real problem she had with her father was the floozies he hit on all the time.
... Which suddenly didn't matter. For some reason, no matter how hard she tried, she was now incapable of hating them and their promiscuous behavior. No, now she was honestly more curious about the way they dressed. About flirting.
Even her innate disgust of her father's philandering was quickly something she was accepting, even proud of. And why shouldn't she? Her dad had a great taste in good looking women. With big tits, hot asses, and really colorful clothes.
And it wasn't like she wasn't a flirt herself. She now loved flirting with boys. Maka became less and less interested in her book, getting a smug look over her face as she started rubbing herself through her panties.
Mon Jan 10 07:02:34 2011
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