"Logan, the water won't be deeper than your chest anywhere, so your 'I can't swim' won't get you out of this. And about everything else – don't you want to see me wearing this?" With that Marie took the tiniest emerald green bikini known to man out of the bag and waved it in front of Logan's face. The sex card had been played…
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Any of my work is open to further transformation, including but not limited to podfic, remix, and commentary. Just let me know when you post, so I can come and squee.
