"Oh... her? Yeah, well she's Forsaken and honestly it's amazing she's even got any matter sloshing around in that wretched head of hers. Everybody hates her but she's, well, she owns this entire place and everything in it."<span style="color: #4d4dff">"Yes, me and my daughter are different but we are not unique. There are others like us, but it is unlikely that you'll meet them. Only me and my progeny will be smart enough to walk the streets of this fair city." </span>"Well... can you show me how different you? In private? Your secret is safe with me, I promise."<span style="color: #4d4dff"> "Maybe later."</span>While the pie would never compete with the nostalgia Frank for this mother's apple pie, it had all the makings of a truly phenomenal apple pie. He would also notice the irregularly cut pieces of apple letting him that real love and labor went into making the pie rather than just magic.<br/><br/><span style="color: #660000">"I could produce less if you would like. I've tailored my body to what you respond best to, and that's... you like it when I flood you like that." </span>She started to mop up and looked over at her lover.<span style="color: #660000"> "Maybe we can experiment with changing it to see what you like best? This is just kind of runny, there's a lot of it but it's mostly just liquid. I will have to ask Nalo what it's supposed to be like."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>