Owen sighed. What had happened and where was the Lyssa that he knew and loved? Well, in truth, sometimes he forgot that she was an alien. Not everything was as easy or as cut and dry for her. It was good for Owen to remember it occasionally.
"What we do in private is one thing. I don't mind that. The dressing up. And I guess we can watch porn. Most girls aren't into that sort of thing here." He reached up, running a hand through his hair.
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Date: 2009-06-08 10:14 pm (UTC)"What we do in private is one thing. I don't mind that. The dressing up. And I guess we can watch porn. Most girls aren't into that sort of thing here." He reached up, running a hand through his hair.