I despise holidays. And these holidays with absolutely no point other than being an excuse for indulgence? Total annoyance. But sometimes you never know...
"How can I..." I stopped my greeting as registered what I was looking at.
It was that kinky padawan and his rode-hard-and-put-away-wet-yet-still-amazingly-hot master. In costumes. Master was in black cleric's robes. And the padawan? Total schoolgirl, right down to the mary janes and sagging socks.
"No."
"But..." the padawan started.
"No," I repeated firmly.
"Oh, please?" He turned the full power of those blue-grey-green eyes on me.
I sighed. "Okay. But only if I can watch."