The brunette shrieks at the appearance of the taunting Imp, and Linger laughs in spite of himself, wiggling his fingers with a flick of blueblack sparks. They dance out in defiance of Jim's look of horror:
The woman's lips began stretching full and wide, puckering wetly into a set of twin balloons, muffled mffffs being her only protest. Aside from a dropped biology text.
Although Jim could complain, he decided not to. He simply admired the girl as her head started dragging her upward. "Wouldn't it be interesting, Linger," he said almost Impishly...
Sun Oct 10 02:56:11 1999