*Lilah turns in the man's direction and looks him up and down. Great, she thinks, another prick to raise her hopes and then dash them like, well, something brittle.* It's ok, sweetie, we don't need any testosterone. What we really need are directions, and you're not equipped for being much use in that department. Too much in your shorts.
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Date: 2010-02-12 03:02 pm (UTC)