Piper pouted, looking up at him. "I think I need a spankin', daddy." She said in a sing-song voice.
Brent bit his lip, looking down at her and kissed her, “What’d you do wrong now, baby?”
Private and Selective Infamous: Second Son indie RP blog for Brent Walker. I track the tag brentwalker.
Just a quick note, a lot of my posts concern drug abuse and thing of the sort. So there are times that I will forget to tag.
But I try to tag it under tw; drugs as often as possible
Just a quick note, a lot of my posts concern drug abuse and thing of the sort. So there are times that I will forget to tag.
But I try to tag it under tw; drugs as often as possible
