Gilda's been sticking by your side for some time now, despite the jibes directed your way. You might otherwise find her brash nature too exhausting to deal with but in spite of that she's still fun to be around; it certainly has nothing to do with any closely guarded desires for the gryphon. Surely a lazy afternoon on one of Fillydelphia's beaches will prove uneventful, right?


Nothing much here, just a second-person clopfic starring "you" and an anthro, futa Gilda.