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Frankie at first protested his sister's defrocking of a thoroughly helpless Angelus. When she reminded him of how many breasts and butts his partner's hands had groped, Frankie shrugged his shoulders. He couldn't deny that Angelus was frisky with his hands even though he assiduously eschewed such conduct in the presence of his girlfriend.

"Maybe take it somewhere private," he suggested. He was worried about how this all would play out. If she was discreet, no one would be the wiser. He thought about asking her what she had in mind, but he didn't want to know the details. He tried convincing himself that she would just take some embarrassing pics of him, but he knew better. He decided to make his exit so he could absolve him of whatever transpired. "I gotta run, so I'll let the two of you have some quality time together." He felt uncomfortable at his jest. He felt no guilt about beating down his partner. He deserved that. Maybe he even deserved being his sister's literal boy toy. His sister's comment about Angelus' groping hands bothered him because he could also be accused of the same kind of behavior. It was hardly a secret to his sister. He was less worried about Angelus' fate than his own. He was well aware of how vindictive Brenda could be.

Brenda barely heard him. She had already stripped Angelus of his jacket and was now pulling off his vest. The dark thoughts that Frankie attributed to her were far removed at least for the moment. She was enjoying what she saw. The best is yet to come, she laughed to herself.

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Frankie at first protested his sister's defrocking of a thoroughly helpless Angelus. When she reminded him of how many breasts and butts his partner's hands had groped, Frankie shrugged his shoulders. He couldn't deny that Angelus was frisky with his hands even though he assiduously eschewed such conduct in the presence of his girlfriend.

"Maybe take it somewhere private," he suggested. He was worried about how this all would play out. If she was discreet, no one would be the wiser. He thought about asking her what she had in mind, but he didn't want to know the details. He tried convincing himself that she would just take some embarrassing pics of him, but he knew better. He decided to make his exit so he could absolve him of whatever transpired. "I gotta run, so I'll let the two of you have some quality time together." He felt uncomfortable at his jest. He felt no guilt about beating down his partner. He deserved that. Maybe he even deserved being his sister's literal boy toy. His sister's comment about Angelus' groping hands bothered him because he could also be accused of the same kind of behavior. It was hardly a secret to his sister. He was less worried about Angelus' fate than his own. He was well aware of how vindictive Brenda could be.

Brenda barely heard him. She had already stripped Angelus of his jacket and was now pulling off his vest. The dark thoughts that Frankie attributed to her were far removed at least for the moment. She was enjoying what she saw. The best is yet to come, she laughed to herself.