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FIRST IMPRESSIONS

Karaoke: "Uh, "Send In the Clowns" and "Tears of a Clown" both in one night. What a treat."

Angel: "Well, I was sort of going for a, you know, medley kind of thing."
Host: "Yeah, yeah. Well, more of a duo-dley, really, wasn"t it?"
Angel: "I-I couldn"t come up with a third."
Host: "Still, I"ve never seen you open up like that. Now, tell the truth. You"ve been practicing, haven"t you?"
Angel: "A little."
Host: "Probably not in front of the mirror."
Angel: "In the shower."
Host: "And it so shows."
Angel: "You think?"
Host: "Yeah. You really put your heart into it. Question is - what happens to it now?"

Angel: "It?"
Host: "Your heart, you big softie. - It may not be beating but it can still break."

Angel: "What do you mean?"
Host: "Just that you"ve come to a *bend* in your own personal uphill road, bro. Whether or not that slows you down... Well, that"s up to you. Because there are hills and mountains between us always something to get over. If I had my way, surely you would be closer. Oh, I need you closer. You can windsurf into my life, take me up on a carpet ride..."


Angel: "Darla. I was afraid you weren"t coming."
Darla: "Mmm, don"t be silly, silly! I"ve been here the whole time."
Angel: "You have?"
Darla: "Ah-mm, just waiting for you. Aren"t you going to ask me to dance?"
Host: "I don"t care how you get here, just get here if you can."
"I need you, right here, right now, right by my side, ye-ah, ye-ah."
Angel: "I still can"t believe you"re here. I mean - I killed you."
Darla: "I"m over that. - You haven"t told anyone else about these dates of ours, have you?"
Angel: "No. I want you all for myself."

Darla: "I know how you feel."
Angel: "It"s so strange."
Darla: "But good."
Angel: "But good."
Host: "Somebody get these two love-vamps a room!"

Intro.

Cordy: "Oh, this place is never gonna get clean."
Wesley: "Buck up. It"s just a little dust."

Cordy: "This isn"t mere dust. This is "son of dust." This is the kind of dust that spawns countless generations of little baby dust. - I give up."
Wesley: "Very well. We"ll just move our offices back to your living room."

Cordy: "And I"m dusting."
Gunn: "Where"s Angel?"
Cordy: "I believe the word is "hello?""
Gunn: "Yeah? "cause I thought "where is Angel" summed it up. We got work to do."
Cordy: "He"s still sleeping."
Gunn: "Sleeping? It"s 3:30 in the afternoon. I"ve been up since dawn!"
Cordy: "Sort of missing the whole "creature of the night" angle, isn"t he?"

Gunn: "I knew I said 4 o"clock."
Wesley: "You had an appointment?"
Gunn: "He didn"t brief you? - Angel promised to back me up. We"re meeting a snitch downtown. This guy has a line on Deevak."

Wesley: "Deevak?"
Gunn: "Demon. He set up camp in my neighborhood. He put two of my men in the hospital last night. So could one of you go in there and knock on his coffin?"
Cordy: "He doesn"t use a coffin. And maybe you"ve never heard the expression "let sleeping vampires lie?"
He"ll rise on his own. He always does. - Maybe we can help?"
Gunn: "You two? I find Deevak I"m gonna need more than C3po and "stick figure Barbie" backing me up. No offence."

Wesley: "Very little taken."
Gunn: "Deevak is a bad-ass. I"m gonna need the serious muscle."
Nabbit: "Demons of the underworld be ware - your time on the surface is drawing nigh!"

Cordy: "David, hi!"
Nabbit: "I got here as quick as I could."

Cordy: "We paged you two days ago."

Nabbit: "I was in Kuala Lumpur. Hostile take-over. Ah, identify yourself, traveler. Are you also a fellow demon killer?"

Gunn: "Who is this guy?"
Wesley: "David Nabbit, meet Charles Gunn. Gunn, Nabbit."
Nabbit: "Ha, pleasure"s all mine. - So, - where is Angel?"
Cordy: "Actually, he"s still kind of sleeping."

Nabbit: "At 3:30? I"ve been up since dawn!"
Angel: "Sorry I"m late."
Nabbit: "Ah! I stand ready to fight the good fight, sir! What do you need?"
Angel: "Financial advice."
Nabbit: "Okay. Good."
Angel: "We"re making this hotel our new base of operations. Right now we"re leasing it for six months with an option to buy."

Nabbit: "And how much are you willing to put down?"
Cordy: ""Nothing" - would be good."
Nabbit: "Oh. That"s easy. You could look into seller financing,
take over the owner"s payments and skip the bank completely, or you could make a play for a preservation grant.
Offer to restore the original dйcor and get the city and the feds to give you a tax break and a loan at a sweetheart rate.
Or you could apply for an FHA and get a PMI in lieu of a down payment."


Cordy: "Is anybody else getting warm? Do that "tax breaks," FHA and PMI part again."

Gunn: "I-I"ll have my money guy run up some numbers for you and we"ll...

Angel: "Thanks."
Nabbit: "Is this demon fighting cool or what, huh?"
Gunn: "What are you doing, man? We need to move on this."
Angel: "Relax. We"ll make it."
Gunn: "Relax? Every time you ask me for a favor I"m right there.
First time a need your help, you snoozing the afternoon away. What"s up with that?"

Angel: "Cordy, you"re driving."
Cordy: "Me? Drive your car? So cool."

Angel: "Wesley, we"re gonna need some bribe money, some cash in the box."
Gunn: "Hey, wait a minute."
Angel: "I thought you wanna move on this?"
Gunn: "Which is why we"re not taking these two. They"ll slow us up."
Angel: "We go up against Deevak we"re gonna need the entire team. Pick me up in the back, in the shade."
Wesley: "Shotgun."
Gunn: "We"re too late. He split."
Cordy: "Maybe he heard what a pleasant person you were to be around."
Angel: "There."
Jameel: "One of you Gunn?"
Gunn: "That"s me. You Jameel?"
Angel: "Here"s the money."
Jameel: "Keep it. I changed my mind."
Gunn: "You don"t want this - your choice. But you"re gonna tell me where to find Deevak."

Jameel: "Hey, man, the only reason why I showed is "cause I know you got a rep, and I aint looking to make no new enemies. But on this Deevak situation I just can"t help you.

He"ll know it was me. Demon"s got eyes and ears all over the place, not to mention teeth! There"s a good chance that he had some vamps tail me over."
Gunn: "I don"t see none."
Jameel: "Good. I"m just here to pay my respects and be off the streets before sundown like my momma taught me."
Gunn: "You want to make it home at all you"re gonna start telling me what you know."

Jameel: "Look man, I"m sorry. But Deevak scares me a lot more than you do."
Cordy: "Gunn!"
Angel: "Hey!"
Gunn: "Are you scared of me now?"
Angel: "What are you doing?"
Gunn: "What I got to do. I got people dying!"

Jameel: "Man, I didn"t do anything!"
Gunn: "You think I care? Survival of the fittest, bro. And right now you ain"t looking too fit."
Angel: "Easy."
Gunn: "Let go man. This is my case."
Angel: "It was. Now it"s mine."
Wesley: "Angel!"
Jameel: "Oh, man. See I told you I was being watched!"
Cordy: "I"m so sick of dust."
Angel: "I can"t lift my arm all the way."
Gunn: "That vamp did a number on my ribs."

Wesley: "I"m afraid I threw my back out again. Ach, lovely!"
Cordy: "Ach! Grease stains! All over my new outfit. Okay, so maybe my pain isn"t physical, but do you have any idea of the dry cleaning bill I"m looking at?"

Gunn: "We"re still no closer to finding Deevak."
Wesley: "Probably for the best."
Gunn: "How you figure?"
Wesley: "Well, we"re hardly prepared to face a demon of Deevak"s caliber in our current condition."
Gunn: "You ready to pack it in? Only reason I called you was because you all supposed to be the demon experts."

Angel: "Wesley"s right. Three vamps, we should have been able to take them all a lot easier and faster than we did. We need to regroup."
Gunn: "Maybe the rest of you need a little down time. I"m gonna track down Jameel and make him talk."
Cordy: "When you do find him, you may wanna be a little more Guy Pierce in L.A Confidential and less Michael Madsen in Reservoir Dogs?"

Gunn: "I haven"t bothered to see a movie since Denzel was robbed at the Oscars for Malcom X. - Later.
Wesley: "That was quite a performance."

Cordy: "I know! Talk about being wound up to tight."
Wesley: "No. I-I mean Denzel."
Cordy: "Oh. Well, he is always great."
Wesley: "What about you?"
Angel: "Who doesn"t love Denzel?"
Wesley: "No! I mean - what you said before. It"s true. I"ve never seen you have so much trouble with a simple vampire before."


Angel: "Off day. Lets go."
Cordy: "Home sweet hotel."
Angel: "Just bring the car back tomorrow."
Cordy: "You sure you gonna be okay?"
Angel: "Yeah, I"ll be fine. I just need to get some sleep."
Cordy: "That seems to be all you"ve been doing lately. Not that I"m judging!"

Angel: "Good night."
Cordy: "Sleep tight! don"t let the bed bugs bite."
Jeez, Dennis, it"s like a meat locker in here. Don"t tell me you turned down the thermostat again."
"Thank you. - What is it with ghosts and cold rooms?"
"Oh, what... Oh, no!"
"Dennis, phone!"
Angel: "What"s that ringing?"
Darla: "Nothing, darling. It"ll stop."
Angel: "Where is it coming from?"
Darla: "Ignore it."
Angel: "Why are you so good to me - after everything I did?"
Darla: "Because - you and I are one. See? I told you it would stop."

Cordy: "Wesley? Where are you? Are you there? Wesley? Ugh! Where are you guys? God. I don"t know what I should do. I had a vision. It"s Gunn. He"s in trouble. I-I think it"s bad. Oh, god, where are you guys? I don"t know what to... Okay, I"m going over there. When you get this message, get Angel and meet me at Gunn"s, okay?"
"I need a weapon. Okay. I"m gonna die. I"m gonna die."
"Gunn?"
Gunn: "Are you crazy? What the hell are you doing?"
Cordy: "Saving you from a killer demon!"
"Not a demon?"
"I didn"t just save your life?
Right:'
Angel: "What are you thinking about?"
Darla: "You. - Us."
Angel: "You seem sad."
Darla: "It"s just - I have to go."
Angel: "Where?"
Darla: "Away."
Angel: "I"ll go with you."
Darla: "You can"t. I"m in danger."
Angel: "I"ll protect you."
Darla: "You"re too busy protecting everyone else."
Angel: "Wesley? - Stop it!"
You made her go away."
Wesley: "Angel, it"s me!"
Angel: "What are you doing here?"
Wesley: "Gunn"s in trouble. Can"t breathe."
Angel: "Gunn can"t breathe?"
Wesley: "I can"t breathe."
Angel: "Oh, sorry."
Wesley: "Oh, it"s quite alright. Now about the naked thing..."
Angel: "I"ll get dressed."
Wesley: "Much appreciated."
Uh, no, no."
Cordy: "Okay. There you go. Good as new."
Guy: "I think you cracked my skull."
Cordy: "Well, that"s new, right?"
"Hey wait a minute. Where are you going?"
Gunn: "Walking you to your car. You"re going home."
Cordy: "You know you can"t just dismiss me like that. I know what I"m talking about."
Gunn: "Oh, you mean like you knew Joey was a demon?"
Cordy: "That was an honest mistake. I was just trying to help you."
Gunn: "Thanks for the help. Always enhances a guy"s rep when some skinny white beauty queen comes to his rescue - in front of his crew!"

Cordy: "Whether you wanna believe it or not, you are in big time danger. I"m vision girl. I saw you. You were at the end of your world, fighting for your life. You were so scared!"

Gunn: "See, now I know you"re tripping, "cause I don"t get scared."

Cordy: "Well, I do! The things I"ve seen, sometimes they get downright terrifying. And right now, I am scared for *you*!"
Gunn: "Hey, be scared for me all you want, just do it back at your place."
Cordy: "I"m not leaving your side until I know you"re safe."
Gunn: "I"m not in the market for a sidekick, so hightail it back on home."
Cordy: "No."
Gunn: "Thanks for coming. Buckle up. Drive safe. - So where"s your car?"

Wesley: "So - where is your car?"
Cordy: "Angel is not gonna be happy. Do you know what he"s gonna do to me when he finds out I let his car get stolen? What are the chances that a vampire has full insurance with a low deductible?"

Gunn: "I"ll find the car."
Cordy: "And how exactly are you gonna do that?"
Gunn: "I know a couple of guys in this part of town that jack vintage cars.
We"ll run down the list until we find Angel"s ride."
Cordy: "And then what? You"re just gonna ask them to give it back?"
Gunn: "I"ll say please."
Cordy: "Ooh! I forgot. You"ll use your famous charm. Like you did this afternoon with that pigeon stool."
Gunn: "It"s stool pigeon. - And you don"t have clue why I do the things I do!"

Cordy: "Paging Mr. Rationalization!"

Gunn: "Paging Ms. About-to-be-thrown-out-of-a-moving-vehicle."
Cordy: "Be as rude as you want. I"m not going anywhere until I know you"re safe!"

Gunn: "Me rude? You"re the one that showed up at my place, attacked my boy, then decided to highjack my life. The way I figure it, I find your car for you, you give me my freedom back."
Cordy: "That"s not the way it works! You need protection!"
Gunn: "And how exactly do you plan on protecting me? With some weak-ass lady-smith battle axe?"
Cordy: "Ask Joey and his cracked skull just how weak-ass it is. Besides - I"ve also got this! Mace!"
Gunn: "Mace?"
Cordy: "Little squirt, squirt, right in the eye?"

Gunn: "You"re expecting me to be jumped by a couple of purse-snatching demons?"
Cordy: "Well, it"ll just have to so because - I"m your protector whether you like it or not."

Gunn: "Well, something better attack me soon "cause I know I can"t take much more of this."

Wesley: "Come on. What are you waiting for?"
Angel: "I-I-I really don"t think it"s gonna fit."

Wesley: "Of course it will. Put it on."
Angel: "You know, I-I don"t need a helmet for protection."
Wesley: "Angel. It"s the law in California. You want us to get pulled over?"
Angel: "No."
Wesley: "Then what"s the problem?"
Angel: "Well, it-it"s just, you know - the whole - visibility issue, not to mention the whole hat-head thing and if you really think about it, how come I have to wear the ladies helmet?"


Wesley: "Stop being such a wanker and put it on! Looks good. Hop on board, gorgeous."

Angel: "You"ll pay for this."
Cordy: "It isn"t here."
Gunn: "They wouldn"t keep it here on the lot. New acquisitions are in the garage."
Cordy: "Getting the full make-over I bet."

Henry: "What are you looking for?"
Gunn: ""67 Plymouth convertible."

Henry: "Give me a few days. I"ll see what I can do."
Gunn: "Cordelia, meet Henry."
Henry: "New to the neighborhood?"
Cordy: "Someone stole my friends car tonight."
Gunn: ""67 Plymouth?"
Henry: "Wasn"t me. Convertible you said?"

Gunn: "Yeah."
Henry: "Desmond"s your man. He can"t pass up old convertibles. You should talk to him."


Gunn: "Come on."
Henry: "You won"t find him at his shop. Tito"s having a party. Everyone"s invited. Desmond"ll be there."
Gunn: "Where"d you jack these cars from?"
Henry: "Around."
Gunn: "They look like neighborhood cars to me."
Henry: "Oh, I help you out and now you want to start something."
Gunn: "Look, I told you, you wanna jack beemers in Brentwood, be my guest. But leave the neighborhood cars alone."
Henry: "Yeah, well business is business. You should think about minding your own."

Gunn: "Things don"t change I might have to put you out of business. -
Lets go."
Deevak: "I"m surprised you didn"t wet yourself."
Henry: "Him? He"s nothing, Deevak. Name"s Gunn. He"s under the false impression that he runs this town."
Deevak: "I know who he is - the trouble he"s caused. Tonight - it ends."
Middle guy: "Gunn. What are you doing here?"
Gunn: "I was about to ask you the same thing."
Guy: "I-I"ll catch up with you guys later."
Gunn: "You"re supposed to be cruising the garment district."
Guy: "Things were dead down there, man."
Gunn: "Oh, so you figured you earned yourself a little party?"
Guy: "Come on -It"s just a little fun."

Gunn: "No, it"s *you* not obeying orders. We got two men down, you want to make it a third? Get the hell back home. I"ve got a few things to take care of in here, then you and I are gonna have a little chat. Go!"

Cordy: "Jeez, short enough leash or do you just go all warm and tingly on the whole power-trip thing?"
Gunn: "Some people need discipline to survive. Now when we get inside, shut up and stick close to me."

Cordy: "Hold on there, generalissimo. I"m not one of your toy soldiers you can just boss around!"

Gunn: "I don"t even want you here."

Cordy: "Too bad! I am here. And I don"t take orders. Well, except from Angel, and at least he usually asks nicely. And besides I don"t need you to tell me how to behave at a party. Trust me, I know how to blend!"


Okay, not exactly blending. Maybe I just shut up and stick close to you."

Veronica: "Hey, stranger!"
Gunn: "Hey, girl. You"re looking good, Veronica."
Veronica: "I"ve missed you down at the store lately. Works so boring when you don"t stop by."
Gunn: "I"ve just been kind of busy, you know?"

Veronica: "Who"s your friend?"
Cordy: "Who me? I"m no friend. I mean I"m just here on business. I"m a working girl. - That came out wrong. I mean, obviously I"m not a "working girl."

Not that I couldn"t be if I wanted to, of course I could. - God that sounded stuck up, didn"t it?
I didn"t mean to imply that I could be a working girl and you couldn"t.
Far from it. You"d make a great... Could you just point me to the hor d"oeuvers?"

Gunn: "This is Cordelia. We"re looking for Desmond. You seen him?"
Veronica: "Oh. He"s around here somewhere."
Gunn: "Cool. Thanks. I"ll catch you later."
Veronica: "You better. I don"t want you forgetting about us down here."
Gunn: "Never."
Cordy: "Are you friends with like every criminal in town?"

Gunn: "See, there you go assuming those brothers are criminals."
Cordy: "Aren"t they?"
Gunn: "You mean like your friend David Nabbit? You think he became a billionaire by being a good citizen?"

Cordy: "Actually he did. He made his first millions developing software that lets blind people surf the web.
Plus, he set up a foundation that donates 20 billion a year to countless charitable causes."



Gunn: "Well, you let me know when some of that coin trickles down to these parts. - There he is."
Cordy: "Who? Car-thief guy?"
Gunn: "One and the same.
Desmond!"
Desmond: "G-man. Can I get you a brew?"

Gunn: "You can give me the "67 Plymouth you stole from my place tonight."

Desmond: "What makes you think I"m the guy?"
Gunn: "Don"t play with me and I won"t play with you."
Desmond: "Hey, I had no idea..."
Veronica: "What"s happening?"
Cordy: "Uhm - you"re bleeding. I"m gonna take care of you. Just try to relax, okay? "
Okay. Try to sit up, okay?
Come on. Easy."
Here we go. Okay. You"re gonna be okay, okay? You"re gonna be okay."
"She needs a doctor now!"
Gunn: "She needs a doctor! Where is a doctor?"
Nurse: "This way. - Dr. Thomas!"
Dr. Thomas: "What happened?"
Cordy: "A piece of broken glass went into her neck. She pulled it out before I could stop her. It looked like it may have clipped her artery.
I applied pressure to the wound, slowed the bleeding. Her pulse has been weakening. She passed out on the way over here."

Gunn: "She gonna be alright?"
Dr. Thomas: "Please step outside and let us take care of her."
Gunn: "Is she gonna be alright!"
Dr. Thomas: "You"re friend probably saved her life, but we still got some work to do, so let us do it please."

Cordy: "Come on, Gun, she"s in good hands. Gunn."
Gunn: "She almost died."
Cordy: "But she didn"t."
Gunn: "No thanks to me."
Cordy: "It"s not your fault."
Gunn: "I let my guard down and she"s the one - the vamps was coming after me not her!"
Cordy: "Take it easy."
Gunn: "I can"t take it easy. I can never take it easy. Not for one second, alright? The minute I forget that someone like Alonna pays the price."
Cordy: "Alonna?"
Gunn: "Veronica. - I can"t stop. I can"t ever stop."
Cordy: "Don"t you move a muscle! Where - is *my* car?"
Wesley: "Excuse me Miss, do you by any chance know a Charles Gunn? One of his associates suggested that we might be able to find him here."
Girl: "Huh? No. I don"t know. Maybe he was one of the ones that got hurt."
Angel: "Looks like you"re hurt."
Girl: "Huh? No. I-I"m fine."
Angel: "What happened here?"
Girl: "I"m not sure. It just all happened so fast. We were partying. I don"t know who they were looking for, but they were strong. It was like they were on something."
I just - I just need to lie down."
Wesley: "Ah, if you"ve suffered some sort of head injury.."
Girl: "No. I"m okay. Really. I was lucky compared to some of the others."
Angel: "Are you sure you"re okay?"
Girl: "Yeah. Thanks."
Angel: "Good."
"Now start talking, huh?"
Cordy: "There is a god! Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!"
Gunn: "Great. You drive it out of here I follow you home."
Cordy: "Just as soon as I find the keys."
Gunn: "You don"t have the keys?"
Cordy: "Well, I-I kind of left them in the car when I went in to save you. I thought you were in danger. Every second counted."

Gunn: "You know, I got to tell you, you are one high-maintenance chick."
Cordy: "The keys are here. Somewhere."
Gunn: "You are killing me!"
Cordy: "Can"t you - you know - hot wire it?"

Gunn: "Just because I know some car thieves don"t mean I am one."

Cordy: "Hey instead of being high-moral-ground boy, why don"t you help me find them?"

Deevak: "Looking for these?"
Gunn: "Go."
Cordy: "Not a chance."
Gunn: "Go!"
Cordy: "I"m not leaving you!"
Deevak: "How touching. A woman willing to die with her man."
Cordy: "Oh, no. He"s not my man. He-he"s just a friend. And - about the "willing to die" part..."
Gunn: "You must be Deevak. They told me you was ugly but - damn."
Deevak: "And you"re the big bad Gunn."
"Heard you were looking for me."
Cordy: "Hey!"
Deevak: "You found me."
How does it feel to finally meet up with someone even nastier than you? Uh, not good by the sound of it."
Cordy: "Stop it! You"re killing him!"
Jameel: "Survival of the fittest, bro, and right now you"re not looking too fit."

Cordy: "Gunn. Oh my god."
Angel: "Cordy, Axe!"
Oh, Jeez.
Wesley: "Angel! Angel look. I found your keys. Unfortunately this substances doesn"t appear to be coming off."
Angel: "What"s that?"
Wesley: "Demon blood, or demon puss, or possibly both."
Angel: "Easy. Anyone know hot to hot wire a car?"

Gunn: "Hey."
Cordy: "Hey."
Gunn: "Well, you finally saved my life. I guess I should say thanks."
Cordy: "Yes, you should, and no - I didn"t."
Gunn: "What?"
Cordy: "Deevak wasn"t the danger my vision was warning me about."
Gunn: "He wasn"t?"
Cordy: "No."
Gunn: "Then what was?"
Cordy: "I"m looking at it. It"s you, Charles. You"re the danger."
Gunn: "Excuse me?"
Cordy: "It"s how you live your life. You don"t just face danger, you create it.
You"re on a self destruct mission - unless you get some help."


Gunn: "I ain"t buying none of this Dionne Warwick crap."
Cordy: "You know it"s true. You need some serious saving. Looks like I"ve got my work cut out for me."
Gunn: "Oh, is that right?"
Cordy: "Well, yeah. Better just plan on having me I your life for a while. At least until you find some peace."


Gunn: "Could be a while."
Cordy: "That"s okay. Helping people that"s what me and my friends do."
Gunn: "Well, lucky me."
Cordy: "Hey. How about that thank you?"
Darla: "Honey, you"re home."
Angel: "Hi."
Darla: "You look beat. What"s wrong?"

Angel: "Nothing."
Darla: "Save any lives today?"
Angel: "A few. Yeah."
Darla: "Did any of your friends say thank you?"
Angel: "Not exactly."
Darla: "Hmm, typical. You know, next time you see them I"m really going to say something to them."
Angel: "It"s okay."
Darla: "No. It isn"t. You give and you give and you give."
Angel: "I"m used to it."
Darla: "Always the protector, never the protected."
Angel: "I have so many things to make up for."
Darla: "And you have. You take care of so many people. - But who takes care of you?"
Angel: "You do."
Darla: "That"s right. I do. Come on. Lean back. Now, you just relax and let Darla take care of you."
How"s that?"
Angel: "Good."
Darla: "I"m just getting started, baby. I know how to please you."
"All you have to do is let me."

Darla: "Mmm, I could just eat you up."

The end
 
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