Shani
Pulsar
- Joined
- Jan 20, 2011
Magenta's ears went straight back, "I think that is something rather personal to ask when you've only known one another for a few hours." She responded who did he think he was? Rubbing the back of her her neck, "You know I think I should go...thanks for dinner..." She stated putting her napkin on the table, getting ready to stand up. Magenta was a virgin, never giving into her primal urges, going into heat could be unbearable so to avoid the craving, she couldn't crave what she never had.