I've learned her declare she doesn't love committing lesbian phone sex and didn't publicize that way, but sometimes it occurred and heck, she wanted the money.Leo bucked up his metaphysical ears expectantly.
"Oh, I didn't acknowledge your voice, darling. Pardon me. What do you want from Venus today?"
"Huh? Is Venus in conjunction with something?" Morgana glimpsed at the phone and double-checked the lines.
Yup. It's the phone sex line, babe. Leo drifted over the desk so he could heed every utterance.
She sough. "It's all right. I'm a go with the flow kind. Venus can be in conjunction with you, Darling. Is that what you desire? A slight licking? Several finger activity? I can strap on a dildo and—"
"What? Excuse me? Do I have the exact number? I'm gawking for Madam Morgana, telephone psychic."
Morgana wheezed. "Oh! I'm sorry. No, you must have the wrong number. I—I felt you were my— girlfriend. What number did you dial?"
