She glanced over her shoulder- her gaze lingering on the forbidden.

Her heart pounded- a thrilling rhythm against her ribs.

The BadOnion world was calling- a siren song of pleasure.

He watched her- his desire a tangible force.

This was a game they both craved.

Her lips curved into a wicked smile.

The Lost Toy was about to be found.

Every touch- every glance- fueled the fire.

She reveled in the delicious anticipation.

The comic pages came alive.

Diana- the glory-hole slut- knew no bounds.

ProjectH0 was just beginning.

The pleasure was undeniable.

She led him deeper into her world.

A new adventure unfolded.

He was hers for the taking.

Diane Foxington watched- intrigued.

This was far more interesting than any bad guy.

The night was young- and so were their desires.

Every touch- every sigh- a promise of more.
