“I just hope Kody is avaible to talk.” Sylvie mentioned as she stepped out of the shower and dried herself off. “I mean they left st night when all the right after the otion and when that fug mage showed up.” With the i fresh in her mind, Sylvie let out a tiny growl and bared her fangs. “I ’t wait to kill her.”

  Stepping out of the shower, Casey followed suit and grabbed a couple of towels. “You know I am the ohat is supposed to be angsty.” ing the towel tight against her frame, Casey bent over and shook out her long strawberry-copper hair, the in the sed towel to dry. “It’s been dark for a few hours now, So I am pretty sure that wherever Kody is, they won’t mind a call from you…Mistress Miakoda.” Casey stuck out her tongue and headed for the door. “We at least y down and do whatever we want.” She poio the entire room. “It isn’t as though we are hungry.”

  “Mistress?” Sylvie’s demeanor ged when she heard Casey’s cute little name. “Now I have to e up with something sarcastic for Rivers.” Sylvie mentioned as she passed by her progeny and lightly smacked her face. “The funny thing is you just gave me M&M…I guess that makes me a sweet creamy and chocote dy.”

  Holding out her hand, Casey purred lightly when Sylvie took it and they headed down the hallway. “Oh the things I could say about you being sweet and creamy, let alone some silky chocote thing.” They rouhe er and were in their bedroom seds after Casey made the ent. “Besides I have it on good authority you liked chocotey things in the first pce.” Casey batted her glowing gold eyes.

  “Randy Rivers.” It was only after she saw the look of sheer pt e from Casey that Sylvie ughed and nodded. “Oh, yes. My little Randy Rivers.”

  Shaking her hand loose, Casey made her way to the left side of the room and opened her wardrobe while enjoying its woody st. “Damn I love that smell.” She paused and looked bad saw the strange look on Sylvie’s face. “Hey, I said I liked it before.” Pulling open all the drawers o a time, Casey gathered all the things she pnned on wearing including a set of the well folded jeans. With a wink and a smile, Casey shook out the denim and ughed. “I had to.” Seds ter she was buttoning the pants to her body. “Have you got a pn on what yoing to say to Kody?”

  More than tent to stay iowel, Sylvie crawled into their bed and id in the plush of pillows and stared at the ceiling. “It’s all in the w.” She looked down at Casey from her cheeks. “You know I have no iion of releasing them, right?” It was the look of distent that crossed Casey’s visage as her progeny snapped on a bra to hold her heavy breasts that made Sylvie sit up seds after she’d mentioned her iion. “What?” Sylvie questioned and raised her eyebrows, “I ’t really, and if you think about it you’ll know why.”

  It was after finding a fortable maroohat Casey responded. “No, I really don’t.” She slipped the cotton fabric over her frame and pointed up. “You know, I am not hungry but I really want to hunt.” Closing her eyes to steady herself, Casey took a few useless breaths and then walked over and crawled into the bed on her knees. “Kody is a friend, and has been nothing but kind to us both.” Casey paused and with a gleam in her eyes, unfolded Sylvie’s towel. “Call me randy again. See what happens.”

  “I know they have been…” Pausing the momeowel ened and her cool body exposed to the air, Sylvie stared at Casey incredulously. “I thought you meant you wao hunt people, not me.” Sylvie giggled and held Casey’s hand tight. “Let’s deal with Kht now, and we head up a you hunt.” Sylvie brought Casey’s hand to her lips and kissed the knuckles softly. “That town is a good distance away, we will likely need a lightout shelter for one day.”

  Leaping from her position on the bed, Casey zipped over to Sylvie’s wardrobe and grabbed much of the same things she was wearing, except for pig out a uy gray blouse for Sylvie to wear. “It matches your hair, now get dressed and call - Kody.”

  “Why do I o be dressed to call…” Sylvie saw the displeasing look in Casey’s eyes again, “Fine, Fine. I’ll get dressed.” She huffed, “Pushy bitch.”

  Without saying a word, Casey grabbed Sylvie’s phone and tossed it on the bed. “Now I am being pushy, and if you didn’t like it…” Casey giggled, “...you’d put a stop to it. Now call them a's get this stuff over with. You don’t know what that junk was and they might.”

  Staring at the phone for a few minutes, Sylvie just went over the taformation that she had listed for Kody. Years of time speweewo, f a friendship that Kody didn’t know was being pelled, struck Sylvie hard. “You know not all of it was my deception and anger.” She looked up from the phone. “I holy like them. I mean sure, I didn’t make things an option really..” Sylvie paused, “...but I had the feeling they’d do it anyway.”

  With a sigh and a sudden uanding, Casey crawled behind Sylvie and began to rub her shoulders. “You know they would have. I still think that the crush Kody has is beyond your trolling them. It appears much deeper, to the point where just looking into their eyes…you see the regret of not being the right body type.”

  Pressing the button, Sylvie heard the opposite phone answer. “Kody.” Sylvie looked back at her lover, her moon eyes pletely bck. “Thank you for taking my call.” Her voice went a bit firmer. “I have something I want you to do.”