The Rescue

"Umm ... do you know you'll be able to look at me when we get home, but can we leave and follow you?" I asked them and they all had new armor on them. " You really need to improve that if you don't want to look like a pervert," I giggled.

“Maybe you shouldn’t wear that kind of attire and not stare at us,” Dennis snapped.

"Hmmm, it's okay I think I would prefer to be a sl_t than an a_hole who can't fight some girl" I innocently smile back at him. But there was something behind his eyes that was blinking, and he immediately realized that I had come a long way. That was just meant to be a joke, and he was motivated by it. Before I could apologize he got out of the car and slammed the door running toward me. Well f_ck.