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Epona could still feel his taste in her mouth, and she was pretty sure the same applied to him. His jizz tasted nothing like hers, or any of the girls’ (what does he eat anyway?), but it was fun. She smiled. She’ll never forget his face when she showed him her condom sachet, and then opened it. He was brave, wasn’t he? She thought he’d want to meet her again. A booty call? Only time will tell. When she arrived at the subway station, she saw three messages from Leto on her phone. She was inviting Epona to stay at her place that same night, and Epona replied yes on the spot. Leto said she missed her the night before. “Shola… I could make it up to her by inviting Shola as well”, she whispered to herself as she reloaded her subway card.  “Would she like this peace offering?”

“Tonight? Girl, as much as I’d love to join your horny asses tonight, I’m not exactly free. I’ll have to pass, sorry.” Replied Shola.

“Come on… I think Leto could use some extra attention from us tonight. Pretty please? If there’s anything I could do to make you change your mind, just say it.” Wrote Epona, getting inside the subway train. It was rather empty. Two old ladies, one of them reading a book while the other fell asleep reading a newspaper. There was also a kid talking to his mother, and a handsome man wearing a suit on the opposite side of the wagon.

“I’m in my own personal academic purgatory this weekend, Epona. I must finish two papers, review an article, go to the library to check out a couple of books… I can’t spend the night with you guys.” The kid and the mom left the train. He was talking passionately about ice cream.

“You live next to Leto’s place… Sort of… So, you could just stop by and enjoy a much-deserved break. Just a break, for one hour or more, if you want… And the books, well, I can go to the library tomorrow morning if you want. You could keep working and I’ll take the books to your place! Can I bribe you with a bowl of ice cream as well?”

“I don’t know, Epona… I’ll have to think about it.”

“It’s ice cream. There is nothing to think about. Come on... What was that Voltaire idea you quoted a while ago? That if a diplomat says yes, she means maybe, if she says maybe, then she means no, and if she says no…”

“Then she’s not a diplomat.” Replied Shola, after a while. Epona was practically alone in the wagon now.

“Precisely! What do you say?” The old lady with the newspaper woke up.

“Well, I’m not saying no. Did you say something about ice cream?”

“I love you too! This would mean the world to me, Shola. I really want this night to be special for her. We aren’t expecting anyone else, so if you can make it…”

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Hello there, fellow futa lovers!

September is over, and we’ve just reached October! Our gallery began forty six months ago, and soon it’ll be four years old! Can you believe this? I feel so fortunate for everything that we’ve achieved together, for everyone I had the opportunity to meet, and for finding strategies to deliver new paintings every month (not to mention commissions, extra paintings, sketches, polls, and so on). For all those out there who creates creative content on a relugar basis, that’s a helluva journey, a challenging, yet delightful one. What can we expect to see in the future? I don’t know, but right now I’m more curious about what our girls’ next adventures will be. =^_____^=

Thank you all so much for the love and support! Have a wonderful weekend! And stay hydrated!

Q.