--- Desiree sang loud and clear as the soothing hot water flowed over her reptilian flesh. Lori was outside the door holding a cellphone. "Okay girls, now!". As she hissed into it. "I don't know about this," Onyx fretted. "You know what a bad temper she has.". "I don't give a shit," Lori snapped with a rasp. "Do it!". For a moment Desiree just sang away contently. Lori turned to leave muttering something about if you wanted something done right you had to do it yourself. Then a horrifying, yet wrathful, scream came from the bathroom, prompting Lori to run with glee as she congratulated the girls over the cellphone. The door flew open with a bang. Desiree stood there with skin and headfur, both black as coal, dripping wet. A towel was wrapped around her. Muzzle and eyes expressing purest rage. "There's gonna be three new fur rugs gracing my floor tonight for turning off the hot water heater!", she bellowed frighteningly.Received on Sat Jan 12 2002 - 07:03:12 CST
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