iiimee
Sweet Transvestite
Matthew ignored the little girl's ranting. To him, she was no worse than Cicero- except for her obviously much less naïve brain. Calvin finally came out of hiding, looking just as refined and cold as before. It didn't surprise him, but Matthew was interested to know how such a short-tempered man always seemed to retain his cool... he didn't take drugs did he? Matt was quick to look for an excuse to leave the room. "Shall I go wake up Tabitha?" he suggested, just now remembering the last time he saw the girl was when he woke up this morning. Ella smiled at him, but Matt was so eager to leave he barely acknowledged her, instead walking up the stairs to fetch his friend.