--------------------- Request Chapter: Vinyl Scratch ---------------------

The following takes place a few weeks after "A Night at the Symphony."

Be forewarned, this chapter will contain Futanari. Or is it tranny? I don't think anyone knows the official term anymore... Fuckin'... Chick with a dick and pussy. That one. You've been warned. Also dubstep. So if you don't like it... Skip the chapter.

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"Come ooonnn..." Brenda leaned against Lily as they walked, who just huffed and rolled her eyes in response.

"I don't wanna."

"But it'll be fun!"

"You said that already. Four times. And if I recall, the last time we went dancing, I got blisters. The size of quarters. I don't wanna go." Lily groaned, brushing her off.

"That's because you wore heels, silly. You don't wanna do that at a club. Comfy shoes, tight shorts, and a top. That's it. Not the type of place you go all dressed up. Trust me, it'll be fun. You won't even notice the music, it's more of a background soundtrack to the REAL reason we go."

"Pray tell, what's the REAL reason we're going, then?" Lily mocked her. She got a playful pout in return.

"It's the dancing... I swear, the dancefloor to a dubstep song is like... Like... Sex with fifty people at the same time, and each time the bass drops, it's like you're getting humped by a subwoofer." Lily laughed at the analogy, the picture of a subwoofer with a penis humping Brenda in the middle of a dancefloor too much to not laugh at. "I promise, if you don't like it, we can leave early." She nudged Lily again, who was wiping tears from her eyes.

"The last time you said we could leave early, you were too busy getting fingered in the VIP booth when I wanted to go. So I had to walk. Three miles. With blisters. Wait, why the fuck didn't I fly?" Lily groaned and broke into laughter with Brenda as they descended the steps into the lounge.

"Brenda!" Jade, a bubbly blonde-haired woman who had recently joined them, smiled up at her. "Are we still on for tonight?"

"You betchya. I was just trying to get Lily to come along as well. She doesn't wanna go." Jade pouted up at her.

"Eeehh? You don't wanna go to the club? Why not?" Lily shrugged indifferently.

"Not my scene, I guess you could say..." She muttered, getting another provoking nudge in the ribs from Brenda.

"I can promise you, Lily, you're going to enjoy it. Just give it a try."

"Seriously!" Eva, another new girl, chipped in. There seemed to be more interest in a night out, Lily at the epicenter of all the excited talk and goading.

"Come on," Brenda urged. "Girls night out. We should all go." She got nods and 'Yeah!'s of approval, everyone seemingly interested. Lily shifted into Liam, crossing her big arms defiantly.

"Well you 'girls' have fun, then." She rumbled in a deep voice. Everyone laughed as she shifted back. "I suppose... Since you're all so adamant about going... I could chaperone or something. Don't expect me to dance, I'll just keep tabs on you all, since you're all apparently going to get drunk and laid." Jade and Brenda both squealed with a sort of girlish delight as they threw their arms around Lily, tackling her to the floor in a heap of limbs, woman flesh, kisses, and cries of 'Thank you!'

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In the end, there were a total of seven girls going out that night. Of the ten employees at Maggies, that was quite a bit. Maggie herself respectfully declined. The other two were out to see family. Wearing tight shorts or miniskirts and loose, cleavage-revealing tops, they all piled into two taxis, driving across town to some new club that Brenda had read a review about. That, and the renown DJ Vinyl was playing there that night. It was Saturday, everyone was out, and as they turned the block to the club, Lily groaned audibly.

"What?" Jade asked from the back seat.

"Look at the line..." They all got out, noting the line to enter the club was past the building, down the block, and curled around the corner. Even from their spot near the end of the line, Lily could hear the thrum of heavy bass and electronic music.

"Hah. Watch this, girls." Brenda led them all past the lines, the envious on-lookers, straight to the front. Spotting seven scantily-clad, ravashing women approaching, the doorman didn't even give them a second glance as he pulled the velvet rope aside and ushered them in. The music washed over them as they entered, and Lily couldn't help but marvel at the interior of the unassuming grey building. It was... Unique. Constructed in a sort of gothic visage, the main dance floor was open and ringed with massive pillars that swept up to a vaulted cieling, and supported an extra balcony of sorts. Backed up against the balcony, Lily could see two bars, and on the ground floor, there were two more. The music was heavy and repetitive, and while the dance floor held a few dancers, most of the patrons appeared to be crowded around all four bars. The floors were tiled with grey granite, but out on the dance floor were three concentric rings all looped together in an intricate and graceful pattern.

"Woah..." Eve said softly. "This place is amazing..."

"Come on! Let's get some drinks!" Brenda swept past Lily with five of the others in tow. Lily, the chaperone, was left with their purses and cell phones. Thankfully, there were quite a few empty tables and booths. Lily guessed they would be used for other functions, as right now, the main hall appeared to be dominated by a stage. A stark contrast to the sweeping, imposing architecture, colored lights and strobes flashed in patterns over the mostly-empty dancefloor, and the stage was currently empty. Depositing the bags and electronics, Lily took her seat and let the headache slowly develop. While she might have enjoyed this place if it were a classical dancehall with a string quartet playing classical standards, the thumping and thrumming music was slowly but surely becoming very repetitive and very annoying.

"Here." Brenda returned with two drinks in hand, one of them extended towards Lily. She took it and studied the neon green fluid with scrutiny.

"Is this..."

"It's good, trust me. I figured if you're going to sit through something I dragged you to, you might as well be drunk enough to not regret it." Brenda clinked her own glass against Lily's, smiling as she took a sip. Lily took one of her own, and found the sour apple flavor much to her liking. She took another, deeper sip, smacking her lips.

"Ooh... That IS good." Brenda laughed and sat next to her, smiling at the rest of the girls who were chatting excitedly.

"Look at the bright side. They're having fun. And, truth be told, we all owe you for watching us tonight. Thank you, Lily." She waved Brenda off.

"Bah, don't worry about it. I'll sit back here, drink another five of these, and enjoy watching everybody dance. You all go have fun, and I'll drag you all out to the taxis when you've had your fill of dancing and fucking." She chuckled as Brenda kissed her cheek. Good timing, too, as the stage was presently being mounted by someone Lily was honestly intrigued by. She wore dark shades and headphones, her violently bright-blue hair drawing the most attention. Shoulders and arms bare, her chest was covered with... Was that a leather corset? The red leather gleamed in the flashing lights, that soon all went dark. The music died. People moved to the dancefloor, talking in hushed tones. The only sound was the low murmur of excited talk and shuffling of feet across granite.

Lily watched as low, amber-colored lights slowly came to life behind the woman on-stage, highlighting her rather curvy upper body. Lily couldn't see her waist beneath the row of turntables and mixers in front of the DJ. Her hands were held out to her sides, palms facing up, and slowly rising... Very slowly. As her hands lifted, so did the lights, and a very faint background track... Was that... No, she leaned in closer, trying to hear the faint music. The vocal track was hauntingly familiar...

"But you didn't have to stoop so low. Havin' friends collect your records and then change your number..." No way, it was! She had been following this band for a little while now, she really liked their music. As the music grew louder, Lily found herself intrigued. She gently stood up, hesitantly walking closer to the dance floor. Hands raising with the music, the DJ's movement followed the volume. "I don't even need that, though-" It was loud now, and the DJ's hands were above her head. The lights were brighter, too... Lily's eyes were wide as she slipped into the crowd. "Now you're just somebody that I used to know..." That note faded off into nothing. There was a hushed pause, hardly a heartbeat. Then a snare. Lily saw the DJ's hand begin to glow.

The first blast of bass lifted her hair off of her shoulders. She was, quite literally, blown away. Eyes wide in disbelief at the sensation washing over her, Lily watched the lights go up, the crowd pulse and move as one, the DJ's hands glowed as she manipulated dials and sliders, pressed buttons, her hands flashing with deep, almost substantial auras of glowing blue magic. She was a REALLY powerful magi... And it must have taken a lot of power for her to be manipulating the sounds that were pulsing throughout Lily. What she had originally thought would be a night in the back corner, trying to ignore music while she watched her friends and co workers have fun had been blown into something she wasn't even expecting as the music crashed into her, carried her away on waves of throbbing bass.

The music was impossible to follow... There was no set beat, no repetetive hook... The only thing Lily could wrap her mind around was an underlying 5/8th snare and bass-pedal track... It merely laid the foundation for these incredible, epic swells in the music. The volume and tempo would slowly increase, building up the tension, slowly coming to a head, there would be a pause, and then...

"Drop it." The first words the DJ spoke that night were quickly followed by an ear-rippling, body-swaying, mind-thumping blast of pure bass that Lily sworn put the people closest to the stage on the floor. The music swept in after it, fast electronic beats that followed an intricate progression of notes, a waterfall of descending pitches that reset and followed a slightly different course. It was simple. It was addictive. It was Dubstep.

The music was just... Impossible to follow... It didn't move and flow the way an intricate symphony did, instead it tugged you along, rooted you in place while it cooked up something good, then delivered a closed-fist punch into your gut that doubled you over and left you wheezing while it screamed in your ear. And you loved it. Lily loved it. She moved, she danced, she jumped with every drop, stomped her feet, felt her chest shake with the intensity of the pounding, throbbing bass.

Two hours later, Lily was sweaty, her ears were ringing, and she was just as energized as when she had started. It was so intense. So... Passionate. Striding back towards the table at the rear, Lily downed her drink, and decided water was in order. To her surprise, there were waiters and waitresses with trays of ice water, which everyone seemed to be taking from greedily. She took two and downed one, saving the other for sipping.

"Holy SHIT!" Brenda came from nowhere, wrapped her arms around Lily's waist with a wide smile. "That was INTENSE! I think I saw you out there! Did you dance?!" She was talking loud, and still Lily had trouble hearing her.

"Fuck yeah I did!" Lily set her water down, obviously flustered. "Please tell me tonight's not over yet! I don't think I want this to end!" Her ears did, that much was certain, but the potent alcohol and euphoric feeling of the new and refreshing music made her ache for more. She looked up at the stage, where the DJ was busy flipping switches, turning dials, one hand ocasionally raising to the headphones she wore around her neck. She raised one side to her ear to listen as she turned another dial. She was... Entrancing.

"Lily, it's starting again!" Brenda hooked her arm and dragged her out onto the dance floor with a laugh and a smile. Lily was soon swept up in the emotions once more as she waited for the music to start. The lights went down once more. Lily felt her chest tighten with excitement.

"This one goes out to the sexiest, dirtiest, most beautiful woman here tonight." The DJ's voice was low and silky, like liquid silk. Lily felt shivers up her spine as she spoke. "Hit it."

Lily was blinded. Suddenly alone on the dance floor, the shuffling of feet the only sound in her ears. Was... Was everyone else moving away from her? She looked around, left, right, couldn't see anything... She swallowed and turned her attention back to the stage, where the DJ was bathing in her own spotlight. "This one's for you, babe." A single thread of magic flew through the air, wrapping around Lily. She felt the gentle caress of azure magic grip her muscles, massage the tense cords into relaxation. What's more, she felt herself... Being lifted... No dance floor underneath her feet, Lily hovered a few inches off the ground. Looking back at the DJ, Lily swallowed hard and surrendered to the magic... Surrendered to the music.

The first drop tugged her to the left. She was helpless against it, couldn't do anything to stop it, and was so entirely in love with the feeling it was almost scary. The fast beat jerked her to the right, forwards, backwards, she was a puppet for the DJ, who was conducting this symphony of bass and electronica around her with one hand, and playing her like a marionette with the other. So precise was the control of this woman's magic, she even coordinated Lily's limbs, down to her fingers. which waved in a perfect motion in time with the beat. This woman...

She wanted Lily. And Lily wanted her. She wasn't about to leave this club without taking her to bed. An hour passed, and Lily finally sagged to the floor. The DJ shot her a wink just as the crowd collapsed in on her, holding her weak muscles up, laughing and patting her back. Regular lights filled the dance hall, roadies began packing the equipment away, and the DJ Vanished.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." She shooed them off with playful slaps and a gentle push. At that moment, she wanted to get backstage. Not even caring who saw it, not caring who knew she was being beckoned to the DJ... She brushed past Brenda, who only gave her a wicked grin, and slipped behind the curtain that separated the stage from the floor.

"Hey, there she is." The DJ almost seemed to be waiting for her, in the shadows between two speaker boxes and a subwoofer. Lily didn't even think as she slipped into the shadow, wrapped her arms around her neck, pulled those luscious lips tight for a passionate, tongue-filled kiss. "Mff!" She groaned, half out of surprise, half out of the fact Lily's breasts were pressed against her own, which threatened to spill out over the top of her skimpy leather top.

"Haah..." Lily pulled away from the kiss with a breath, her chest shaking in the aftermath. Never in all her life could she recall ever being so turned on by just a simple kiss...

"Listen, I appreciate the enthusiasm, but... You gotta know somethin' about me." Grasping Lily's wrist, the DJ guided her hand against the front of her pants. In the shadows, Lily couldn't see it, but oh how she could feel it...

"Oh hon." Lily teased. "Let me show you how much of a non-issue this is..." Smooth as can be, Lily fell to her knees, helping the DJ with the intricate belt. Soon enough, the eager woman and the changeling had freed the throbbing shaft, and Lily greedily took the whole of it into her mouth. She heard the DJ give a gasp, her muscles tensing as Lily squeezed the pulsing rod with an expert touch. Her hands slid up the supple, thick thighs of the woman before her, smoothly cupping the soft pair of testicles there. As she rotated her hand around them, she felt... Wetness?

"Hmmh?" Lily looked up at the DJ with her rod still in her mouth, and smiled as her fingers probed further. Sure enough, the fleshy lips of a feminine vagina waited there, practically oozing wetness. Lily groaned and found her clit, rotating the sensitive nub in a slow circle.

"C-cumming!" Lily hardly had a moment's warning before the slit on her head started spurting and oozing thick ropes of delicious cum right into her mouth. Whimpering and moaning, Lily felt her own core gush a little, just enough to darken the crotch of her panties. She swallowed it all, not leaving a single drop behind as evidence. As soon as she was done cleaning and sucking, she stood and plastered her lips back to the DJ's with a moan and more than enough tongue.

"Fuckin' A..." Her partner gasped as Lily pulled away at last. "Let's get outta here... Name's Vinyl Scratch, by the way."

"Lily." They finally exchanged names as Lily gave her new partner a firm spank to the rear. Getting a delightfully girlish giggle in response, Lily helped her pull her pants back up as they hooked arms and made for the exit together. Pulling her shades on, the DJ and Lily slipped out of a back door and into a dimly-lit parking lot. Lily felt herself released at the passenger side of a sleek, silver car. She slipped into the unlocked door as Vinyl started the vehicle, and before anyone could spot them, roared out of the parking lot and down the street. Vinyl was driving dangerously fast, and Lily could only guess why. Maybe the massive bulge in her crotch had something to do with it. Finally coming to a halt before one of the ritzier hotels in Canterlot, Vinyl practically tossed the keys at the valet and tugged a not-too-unwilling Lily into the lobby.

"I have a reservation." She said, rather clipped, to the hostess. "Vinyl Scratch, should be under Dominion Records."

"Aah, miss Scratch... Here you are. Penthouse suite." Snatching the key cards, Vinyl barely cast a thanks back to the hostess before dragging Lily along to the nearby elevators. Lily slipped the cards from her hands as she fumbled with the scanner, smiling and kissing her as she slipped the magnetic strip through the scanner and punched the top floor's button.

"Clothes off." Vinyl panted, hardly making it inside the top-floor suite. She punched the button on the side of the elevator, locking the floor off from anywhere. If anyone walked in on them, it'd be their own fault. Not that Lily cared. She was busy stripping her top off. Vinyl Scratch was doing the same, though her own corset took some flexibility and dexterity to undo. She finally pulled the knot and loosened the leather around her torso. Her breasts almost immediately swelled over the top of the fabric, and Lily saw she was very well-endowed. Lily was done with her miniskirt before Vinyl ever started on her belt, so she decided to take it slow. She saw now the DJ wore some of those super-baggy pants with all the belts and chains criss-crossing about them. Not that it mattered, they were soon off. She wore skater's shoes, and those easily enough flew across the room as she kicked them off. Lily pulled her own socks off just as Vinyl wrapped her arms around her waist. She felt the tingle of magic lift her up off the floor, carry her into the next room.

"It's been too long..." Her partner groaned, finally settling Lily on the bed. "Too many people get grossed out or freak when they see it..." She smoothly spread Lily's legs with her own, settling inbetween them with a gentle groan. Lily smiled and cupped her cheek with a smooth touch.

"Hon, I've been there... Trust me."

"Whaddaya mean?"

"Hon, you've ever heard of Maggie's?"

"Yeah, that whorehouse with the changeling... Wait, don't tell me..." Vinyl's face screwed up as Lily grew her own manhood to match that of the DJ's, smiling deviously. "Aah fuck... I don't suppose I have to..." She swallowed softly, slightly hesitant. "Pay?" Lily smiled and rolled over, shifting to get rid of her cock, instead grasping Vinyl's and guiding it into her dripping walls. She settled her hips down with a breath.

"On the house." She moaned, flexing around Vinyl's eager, throbbing member. With a smile, the DJ raised her hands up to Lily's breasts, cupping the flesh with her dexterous fingers. She squeezed just as Lily moved up, released when she dropped her hips. Adjusted to her size and girth, Lily was done fucking around. She felt her lips curve into a smile as Vinyl looked up at her with magnificent, red, lusty eyes. Smoothly, she started bucking her hips... Harder... And harder... Faster. Hardly two minutes into it, and Lily was at the height of her performance, bucking and twisting around the slick shaft with ease.

"F-f... FUCK!" Vinyl lifted her hips, spurting wildly into Lily's pulsing center as she just kept riding. She could feel the creamy strands ooze out of her walls, sliding down to Vinyl's thighs and making a delightfully erotic wet, slapping noise each time Lily dropped her own hips. "O-okay! Okay! S-stop!" Vinyl panted, her hands falling to Lily's thighs and squeezing firmly. Lily obliged, with more than one abdominal squeeze. "I... Need a break. But... But I'm not done with you yet... Can I lick it?" Lily smiled even wider, wordless as she slid Vinyl out, crawled her way up to the DJ's hungry mouth. She dribbled white cum all the way, a fair bit of it falling out as she slipped up and over Vinyl Scratch's breasts. Her crotch was soon assaulted as Vinyl lapped at her wet, sticky lips with a surprisingly muscular tongue. She felt the pressure peel her apart, make her chest tighten as Vinyl Scratch plunged inside and scooped out pockets of her own creamy release. What's more, her hands glowed as they grasped Lily's rear, sending a tingle of expertly-aimed magic around to her front. Lily shivered as her clit was smoothly rotated by the DJ's expert touch.

"Aah..." She groaned, muscles relaxing of their own accord as she settled her hips downward. Vinyl groaned herself, smiling as her tongue slid deeper, scooping out more and more. Each strand she swallowed with an almost audible noise, her throat contracting underneath Lily's heated sex. "That feels incredible... Please, keep going... I'm... Aahn, I'm cumming!" Lily flexed and pulled up just a little, her wet lips growing that much more wet as she gushed thin streams of clear fluid onto Vinyl's face. Shaking and whimpering, Lily felt the magic continue to tingle against her clit, made her thighs shake as she released long and hard onto the woman beneath her. Face covered in cum, Vinyl Scratch moaned and licked her lips hungrily, and a quick glance behind her said the DJ was ready for more. Just as she went to mount that delightful shaft once more, Lily was stopped. Not by hands, but by magic.

"Nuh uh. Not this time." Vinyl teased, sitting up. As she did, Lily was lifted into the air. She gave a soft yelp, her body easily floating a foot above the bed. Chin dripping clear release, the DJ stood as well, her hands glowing as she spread Lily apart in midair. "It's MY turn." She turned Lily around, exposing her entire crotch, front to back, to the DJ's ministrations. Gasping slightly, Lily felt the underside of the DJ's engorged shaft drag along her rosebud before smoothly gliding in. Touched by nothing but the DJ's thick shaft, Lily couldn't help but twist and turn in the magical hold. It was to no avail. The DJ was surprisingly powerful, holding her in an iron grip as she started thrusting, rough and deep. Lily felt her breasts jump in midair, unsupported by anything but the air around her. Gasping and twitching, Lily couldn't stop the DJ as she smacked her ass with an open palm, her cock plunging deep and smooth into Lily's wet, dripping core.

"Fah! Aah, for the love of... OH fuck!" Lily spouted gibberish, unable to form a coherent thought as the pleasure ripped through her. It was intense, fast, rough... Just like the DJ's music. Magic twined all over her form, twitching her nipples, rotating her clit, massaging her stomach. She couldn't do anything against it, except writhe and scream... And oh how she screamed... Lily pierced the walls with her vocalization, each scream punctuated by another firm, flesh-numbing smack from the DJ. Suddenly, the magic left her body, including what was holding her up. She fell face-first into the sheets, soon followed by the DJ. Face buried into the covers, Lily felt two hands on her shoulders keep her down as she was penetrated again. Hard and fast still, Vinyl Scratch reamed away at her, humping and thrusting like a sweat-lathered animal. She weighed a decent spot, and no matter how Lily pushed up, she couldn't lift the DJ.

"Gonna... Cum... Again..." Vinyl panted from behind Lily, each word coming with a fast thrust. "AAHN!" Lily felt that shaft slide out, the first stream of cum landing on her ass cheek. The rest spurted out onto her lower back, and at the end, the DJ smiled as she dribbled cum onto Lily's rosebud. Panting, sweaty, abused, and loving every moment of it, Lily stretched out on her stomach underneath the DJ. Vinyl Scratch laid against Lily's back, breathing heavy as she kissed Lily's neck. That alone sent shivers down her spine, let alone the firm breasts against her shoulders, the slowly-deflating manhood pressed against her rear.

"Done?" Lily groaned, stretching her arms over her head as Vinyl's hands slid inbetween her and the sticky, damp sheets.

"Y-yeah... No more." She grinned and nipped at Lily's earlobe. "Until we wake up, anyways..." Looking out the window, Lily saw the first hint of dawn creeping at the horizon. They had fucked through the night, somehow... Had the suspension lasted that long? Shivering slightly, Lily nodded and slipped off, the rather reassuring weight of the DJ on her back the entire night.

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The two awoke mid-evening, the sun sinking low and staining the horizon a golden-crimson. Lily felt Vinyl stir atop her, rousing her from a rather deep and confusing, if fun dream. The details slipped away from her tired mind, almost the same way Vinyl slipped her fingers into her from behind.

"Aah!" She moaned, flexing around the digits curling inside of her. "H-hey... Fahk, give a girl a moment to wake up, wouldya?" She moaned, not hating the sensation at all. What's more, it was punctuated by another pressure, this one against her rear.

"Do you... Do anal?" Vinyl Scratch asked softly. Lily could only whimper and nod slightly. Pulling her fingers out, Vinyl coated her rosebud with lubrication before returning the head of her morning wood to Lily's prepped asshole. Not the biggest she'd had, but still formidable, the DJ's pulsing shaft spread her apart and slid inside slowly...

"Aaaahh..." Lily gripped the sheets in her fists, moaning as she felt herself slowly fill. Sleep burning away like the fog before a rising sun, Lily couldn't help but take a mouthful of the sheets, to keep from screaming any more. She needed the assistance, too... Vinyl started slow enough but was soon pounding her ass with that thick, pulsing cock. Lily groaned and writhed, felt herself being filled and emptied in a smooth, deep fashion. The DJ surprised her by gabbing her waist, rolling over so Lily was on top of her now.

"Here comes the fun part." Hand sliding around to her front, Vinyl spread Lily's aching center apart. She watched as the other hand hovered over her crotch, glowing mysteriously. Just when she was about to ask what was about to transpire, Vinyl answered by shoving a thick shaft of pure magic into Lily's pussy.

"FFFFFFUCK!" Lily cried out, her back arching as both holes were smoothly filled. One with magic, the other with a thick cock, Lily shivered and came right away. It didn't stop, though... The DJ lifted her tired muscles with more magic, suspended her in the air above the bed. On the dance floor, last night, right now... Lily surrendered to it and let herself be swept away with the rough, fast pounding...

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"There you are, Lily! Jeez, and here I thought I was gonna be the one getting home late! Fuck's sake, it's almost time to start the work week! Are you gonna be okay?" Brenda was waiting by the front door as Lily limped into Maggie's, her lips parted as she walked.

"I'm... Mmh, fine..." Lily muttered. "Just... Gonna need a bath is all." She was carrying her shoes and socks, and her top was messy around her shoulders. That, and her hair had seen better days.

"Fuckin' A, I'll say! Please tell me you charged?" Maggie interjected, smiling at Lily as the door shut behind her. Lily shook her head with a weak smile.

"Maggie... You don't charge for perfection..."