01-03-2011, 08:54 AM
Jacob enjoyed their little game. Right up until the jar fell, and Renamon was covered in water. At first, he wasn't too worried, and as upsetting as it was it was more her fault than his, he told himself. Then she began to rub herself against his leg, and moan. He could practically smell her arousal and he looked at the jar, seeing what it translated to.
"Uh oh," he whispered, before he tried to push Renamon back. "Stop it, stop. We have to clean this up," he ordered.
"Uh oh," he whispered, before he tried to push Renamon back. "Stop it, stop. We have to clean this up," he ordered.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.