![]() ![]() Everyone turned her direction as she rose to her feet, “Can you jushd shud up phor a momend and shtop talking!?” she asked, though her tone made it sound more like an order. This time it was Chizuru’s turn to slam her fist on the table and to interrupt Keigo. “They can quite literally crush your skull with their thighs or suffocate you with their phat asses! And that’s without even talking about their perfect, soft, plump, round, full, and perfect tits! Also, I told you to stop calling m-!” When Mizuiro only raised his eyebrow, he went on to say, “The girls I lo-… ahem… that I like, all have the most exquisite bodies of them all! I mean, have you even looked at them before?” He asked while looking from Mizuiro, to Chizuru, to Tatsuki, and back to Mizuiro. ![]() “ Y- YEAH! What about it?! There’s also a clear difference between us!” Slamming his hand down on the table that separated him with his friend, Keigo tried to defend himself. “As if you’re one to talk, Asano-san!” Mizuiro shot back, “You’re the one who can’t stop gushing over Yoruichi, Mila Rose, and Jackie from Urahara-san’s place, and Harribel from ‘The Palace’!” The black haired youth let himself fall back some more in the black leather of the booth he sat on next to Tatsuki and crossed his legs, in an attempt to hide his growing erection. “Cause you clearly sound… hic~* sound drunk to me!” “Are you sure you’re still sober and can drive me home later?” Keigo asked with concern in his voice. “God! I want to be at her feet so badly!!!” “ YES!” The black haired MILF-enthusiast agreed, “Isn’t she perfect?! How she sits on those posters and DEMANDS the attention of everyone…” He shuddered from head to toe as a barely noticeable tent began to form in his pants. “Then again, it shouldn’t surprise me, given that it’s you we’re talking about!” Next to him, Tatsuki raised an eyebrow, “Her? Out of all of them?” she then shrugged her shoulders and put her hands behind her head. “Then again, I wouldn’t mind spending a night or two with that gorgeous owner of the other club! Unohana!” Mizuiro, who was one of the only two sober people, together with Tatsuki, shook his head, “Okay, uh, Chizuru? You seriously make me worry about your sanity.” He then scratched his head as he looked up at the ceiling as a thought occurred to him. “Then again… hehehehehehehehehe…!! Sheeing Hime in all thoshe naughty coshdumesh and haphing her danshe jushd for me… hehehehehehehe!!!” She then bobbed her head from side to side as a lecherous grin spread across her face. “ EEEEEKK!!!! AYE… I would NEVER EVER do shomeshing sho perverted!” The young lesbian protested. “Why don’t you just visit her in the club and book her for a private session? Just the two of you~!” Just not as much as Chizuru, who clearly tried to drown her sorrows in alcohol, “Or…” And a little bit of drool ran down the corner of his mouth as the blush on his face became a few shades darker. The red hue around his nose indicated that the brown haired man himself had already looked pretty deep into the cup of sake in his hand. “Damn, if you care so much about it, why don’t you just tell her about it?” suggested Keigo. “She’sh gonna work in a club… a whorehoushe!! Don’t cha know what kinda guysh will be there?! Leering at her gorshoush body… her phat diddiesh… and, and her phat diddiesh! She’sh gonna become jushd shome obshect oph lusht phor a bunsh oph haiwy and uggly men who aren’t even worph heheheheherrr!!” “Bud… bud, bud, bud, bud…” Chizuru brabbled before taking another sip from the bottle. “It’s Orihime’s decision, and it’s her life. “ TSK! Let it rest already!” Tatsuki replied to her friend’s whining by trying to push her away with her foot against the redhead’s face. “And now… and now she just alwaysh hangsh out at that club or wiph thad shdupid Ishigo… and… and wawely talksh wiph meh anymohohohohowe!!” Comically large tears streamed down Chizuru’s face as she clung with one hand to a bottle of booze while desperately trying to hug Tatsuki. (Note: This story is part of an ongoing series of Bleach stories) ![]()
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