Ping Pong

“Want to make it really interesting?” Ned asked, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at her as he picked up the ball.  “I’m not stripping with you.” Hillary replied, knowing exactly where his teenage brain had led him.  “That was not . . .” She interrupted him. “Don’t lie to me.” “Fine I was going to suggest … Continue reading Ping Pong

Fencing

Cas looked around the room, trying to find someone else who thought this was ridiculous but they all seemed to think it was perfectly acceptable. Where the fuck had his mum sent him? A boy called Basil, yes that was his actual name but Cas couldn’t really judge after all his full name was Casper, … Continue reading Fencing