Xena
❤︎ Cute, Pink and full of Kink ❤︎
Samantha sighed, and nodded. "Only one, really." It felt far too late for her to ever go back to heaven, so why bother trying. Her emotions were screaming at her to be herslef, and therefore she was going to listen. Abruptly, she crossed her arms, and glared at him. "I'm a really picky eater, you know... So if anything, since I'm allowing you to experiment on my body, the least you could do is allow me to eat what I please." And then she sighed. Her whole situation, the rules, the commands, the expectations, were giving her deja vu.
'Welcome back to 1890, Samantha.' She told herself. 'You must already remeber the rules. Speak when spoken to, don't make eye contact, yada yada yada. Like shit I'll listen. He's not my dad."