"Yours. I'll eat one in a bit." Aya grinned, passed one over from her finger tips, and rested her hip against his leg, watching the crowd as a great many of them fell into...staring. Near hypnotized staring.

Score.

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"No, looked like fig leaves, a clear bra, lots of hair and a snake. That's more dressed than public beaches." Pierce patted his shoulder again and then shoved him into a taxi. A taxi driver would know a good bar for...tonight. Not an up scale establishment.