<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1c/11/6f/1c116f54d896658e71b2a8d3de107c78.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Brett Roman (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341089.msg16149669#msg16149669)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Gator-green, solid T-shirt, blue jeans, and sneakers.<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Friday, 1 April 2050, 8:40PM<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Clover's Outlet, Downtown, Raven City<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Poppy, Sashiko<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Jesus...<br/><hr/>Brett looked up from his phone when Poppy and Sashiko approached him. The fae was enjoying herself, which was a standard for her demeanor and meant all was well. Sashiko had some clothes in her arms, and he was wondering what outfit she would emerge with.<br/><br/>“It’s no problem. I’m thankful to have run into you guys. If I had been unlucky, I might have been the dead one in the park or the subway,” Brett said, and saying it made him realize how serious the situation on Earth was. Before, there were only had gangs to deal with, but now they had to deal with dragons. He needed them. If he wanted to be able to continue going to school and his job safely, he needed them around. Heck, the world needed them.<br/><br/>There was a solemn look on Brett’s face the more he thought about it. For these Dragon Slayers to continue slaying the dragons, they also needed him. Someone who can help them conform to Earth and its rules. He had to protect them from what they didn’t know and understand. His train of thought was broken when Sashiko stepped out in an outfit she seemed to really like.<br/><br/>Brett’s eyes wondered up and down her body, taking note of the peeks of flesh, causing his cheeks to gradually turn pink. Why was she wearing thigh-high stockings? Why not wear some pants!? Brett felt his entire body seize when Sashiko stretched out the elastic band of her top, presenting the bare tops of her bountiful tits. His face flashed from pink to instantly red as he practically near broke his neck looking away. His legs instantly closed as he willed his pants not to grow tight. He had to take his mind off it!<em>Think of something else! Think of something else!</em><br/><br/>He couldn’t complain. The sweater did look good on her. It wasn’t tight-fitting and it easily formed comfortably around her proportions. “If you keep playing with the elastic band it could tear,” Brett warned, mainly to get her to stop flashing her breasts!