C161 Tina had a fucking stun gun

I agree. We really don’t need no fucking drinks. But I was just stalling for time. I grabbed some random wine from the ice bucket sitting on the hard wood and pulled it closer. “You shouldn’t sound so cocky yet.” I said coolly, glancing at her briefly.

She laughed, stalking closer to snake her arm around mine, her fingers possessively digging into my biceps through my shirt. “Oh