The door sucked in a breath as it slid open and a battered but smiling Tahna squeed in in an ancient wheelchair provided by the hospital.
"You live after all." The big girl's expression was triangulated between pained, grateful and sorry; Mei understood it all too well.
"Thanks for coming to my rescue." Tahna put her arm on Mei's. "I tried," Mei bitterly fought back a tear to no avail.
"Some rescue. She got us all pig-juiced by a bunch of hurl-monkeys with cocks the size of Titmouse tits." Monique walked through the door.
"Shove it bitch, you fucked yourself. Gotta learn to turn that catty heat off. You were ready to do the entire audience." Tahna growled.



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