<div class="floatleft">(https://s6.postimg.org/vvfrihq69/Bimbo_Futa2.png)</div><hr/><strong><em>Karma</em></strong><hr/>At the mention of shopping, Karma's eyes widened and her full, pouty lips formed into an 'O' of surprise. "Karma<em>loves</em>shopping, like...<em>so much</em>."<br/><br/>Bizarrely, though she had just been covered in a sticky film of coffee and milk and chocolate syrup, Karma seemed to be almost pristine. The only clue to her suddenly refreshed appearance came when she absently stroked her fingers through one last bit of coffee stained hair, seeming to somehow scrape the syrupy fluid out and leave her hair clean.<br/><br/>Karma licked her fingers carefully, then asked almost reverently, "Can Karma come too?"<br/><br/>