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[cloakanddaikon]

[The crack of lightening.

The boom of thunder.

The scattered tap-tap of a first few cold raindrops turning into a chorus of sound, and then a cacophony.

Vision reduced to a few feet of moving, pounding sheets of grey.

The first breath of spring is drawing near, boys and girls.

But with it comes the rain.]

((Day in the life: thunderstorm

Comments

[porktheoneulove]

[WET T-SHIRT CONTEST]

[classrape]

[WHAT WHERE]

[porktheoneulove]

[RIGHT HERE]

MWAHAHAH NOT BAD. 8.5!

[classrape]

...Honestly! You're a pig.

[porktheoneulove]

Heheheheh. With such a banquet? Who wouldn't be?

[classrape]

Hmph. You had better not block the view.

[porktheoneulove]

I've chosen a wide area! THERE WILL BE PLENTY OF STAGE ROOM FOR THE BUXOM BEAUTIES OF THIS CAMP!

[classrape]

Well, at least you're thinking ahead!

[porktheoneulove]

With one of them, anyway!

[classrape]

You'd be much more likely to succeed if you could think with both at once, like I do.

[porktheoneulove]

[Whoa... dickgirl?]

[porktheoneulove]

[NOTHING WORSE THAN OUTDOOR EQUIPMENT BLOCKING THE WAY TO THE GOODS.]

[porktheoneulove]

[On the other hand, it does lead to guilt free lesbian antics..]

[porktheoneulove]

[Not that there WAS any guilt before... this requires reevaluation...]

[porktheoneulove]

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[porktheoneulove]

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