Kadavro
Supernova
- Joined
- Apr 16, 2012
Samson was less than amused. He had just admitted to being willing to fuck them, though allowing Warren his suspiciously well timed interventions to push it along. "Is this how people think of me?" He asked with a snarl. "How about I sack you or accept a new job offer for myself then knock you up?" He suggested, lumbering over to Trisha, a hic from his earlier drinking, finally getting into his system, was released, giving the whiff of liquor on his breathe. "Well? How many of you want it? I can mark each one of you as my own and show how much of an ass lover I am. Who's game?"