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“So what do I call you? Koriand’r?” Mary Jane Watson asked, with a passable pronunciation of the alien word. “Princess?”

“Just Kory’s fine,” Kory said brightly. “And may I call you MJ? Such a delightful nickname!”


MJ nodded. “Trading nicknames with Starfire. Feels like any minute now, we’re gonna be on a squad with Taylor Swift.”


“I already have a squad,” Kory said seriously.


Mary Jane unzipped the back of her dress, sliding it down from her shoulders as Kory watched. Her body was long and lush, the curves sensuously rounded, the skin creamy and well-tanned. If Kory’s skin was golden, then MJ’s was a deep bronze. No wonder they had been booked together. They seemed like two skilled, but differing artist’s take on the same lovely vision: Kory with the lush sexuality she took such pride in, and Mary Jane with a more slender, classical look that reminded Kory quite a bit of her friend Donna.


“Always a little awkward,” Mary Jane said apologetically. “Meeting someone just before you’re next to naked with them.”


“Well, it beats having to wait to see them naked,” Kory joked, and MJ whirled on her to see the adoring grin on her wide face. She smiled back.


“I suppose it is. I’m a huge fan of your aesthetic. I almost can’t believe someone would want us on the same shoot.”


“I almost can’t believe they can afford the two of us.”


“It is for charity. I lowered my rate a lot.”


“Me too.” Though in Kory’s case, it had a lot more to do with the chance to work with Mary Jane and her lovely husband.

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