Riley.

Hah. I'm Riley, @AShadeKinkier. [[Extending a hand in your direction, a genuine smile graced glossed tiers.]]

You don't scare me off, @AShadeKinkier. Given I've never talked to you before. Heh.

Weird getting to hug you, @Nirvanavian. Considering you normally just ask "Can I motor boat you? Will you suck me off?" Blah blah blah.

Just a friendly hug towards @Nirvanavian. Nice boxers.

That's so hot, @Nirvanavian.

Shy in the streets, sexy in the sheets, @Nirvanavian.

I was kidding, @Nirvanavian.

I'm sorry, @Nirvanavian. How can I help with that?

What, @Nirvanavian?

New FC. New icon. And, I decided, to claim @Nirvanavian as one of my best friends, so, he's in my header.

I gotta find a better FC.

YEP, @Nirvanavian.

You should, @Nirvanavian. They are my titties.

We aren't at the third level, @Nirvanavian.

Bruh, @Nirvanavian. We just met. Motorboating is like the third level to a friendship.

- Lips, taking another drag.]] Having fun, @Nirvanavian?

Oh my god. Their real, @Nirvanavian. [[I reassured him as he continued to prod my cleavage; stealing the blunt that he had kept in his -

Master J, @Nirvanavian? And what's with the 'master' in front of J? [[A devious grin found my pinkish tiers; allowing him to continue.]]

- [[My head tilted to the side as an index finger poked in and out of @Nirvanavian's O's; as if popping them like they were bubbles.]]

I'm sorry, I just gave a random stranger one of my blunts, @Nirvanavian, and I don't even know your name. I'm Riley, and you are...? -