the_red_witch ([personal profile] the_red_witch) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2017-03-08 03:19 am (UTC)

Pamela nodded and gripped the bat with her manicured fingers. After getting a feel for the rough wood of the bat, the red-head gritted her teeth and tried to move her way forward.

Pamela wanted to avoid doing the splits, so she carefully had to dislodge one gooped foot after the other. Another issue is that her pheromone based physiology was getting aroused by this; her lover and friend trying to pull her free from sticky bondage. Every moment the strands pulled at her feet, it caused her green skin to get goosebumps.

"Y'know, this gunk almost feels rather good against me. Still, it can't beat the dirt and earth on a warm day surrounded by my babies...but almost." Now that she knew she could *leave* it, Pamela felt a bit more amiable about the snare she was caught in.

Even so, Pamela pulled on Harley's bat with all her might. But the red-head's movements were a bit jerky, by necessity. Not to mention, the red-head's movements were pushing the edge of the pool forward, somewhat. The sludge was very close to touching Harley's boot tips.

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