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"Schounds good," Genevieve agreed, her fangs showing as she smiled. Peter came over withthe furious drunken Amethyst, who's fingers were tapping on the sides of her legs with impatientence. "Now, what would you like to do with our sister? We'll keep her under control as long as you wish," she promised, reaching out to touch the side of Amethyst's face, but she snapped it away from her grip. "It scheems schou've been drinking again, Amethyst," Peter taunted, sticking the knives in a little further. "You know we've never liked that in you.
"Schounds good," Genevieve agreed, her fangs showing as she smiled. Peter came over withthe furious drunken Amethyst, who's fingers were tapping on the sides of her legs with impatientence. "Now, what would you like to do with our sister? We'll keep her under control as long as you wish," she promised, reaching out to touch the side of Amethyst's face, but she snapped it away from her grip. "It scheems schou've been drinking again, Amethyst," Peter taunted, sticking the knives in a little further. "You know we've never liked that in you.











