Exquisite Corpse at 3AM with James, Laila, and Jeremy.
From THE BATTLE SERIES:
Shien was also known as the drunk ass angel of Whore-lam. Today she was cruisin' for a bruisin'. She carried a knife. Michael Jackson's reanimated corpse armed himself with one of Dustin Hoffman's severed limbs and a Thompson sub machine gun. It went down at the Waverly at 1PM when people stop ordering just a cup of coffee. It angered Michael Jackson, who knew he was going to kill time and leave no tip. Shien dealt the first fatal blow, adding insult to injury by spitting in Michael Jackson's face as he fell to his knees bleeding, trying desperately to hold onto life long enough to yet exact revenge. Michael Jackson lost due to an untimely erection. He went down with a knife to the nutz.
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Sara, wearing her new Odd's kimono, picked up her cat of nine tails in one hand and an angry cat with the other. Confident in her newly acquired hooker books and their sure-footedness, she went off to the fight. They faced each other in the shadowy S&M club as the moans and screams drowned out the beating of their hearts. Aroused and infuriated, they squared off amidst the walls lined with fetish gear and readied for battle. Pepi had a tray in his hand and seeing that he was going to get swung at with a cat of nine tails, held on tight to the tray in his hand. Sara distracted Pepi by flashing a nipple and stabbed him in the chest.
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From THE DATE SERIES:
Shien, dressed in a sex laden outfit of lace and chocolate, rubbed herself vigorously about the clitorus in preparation for this most special meeting. President Barack Obama's dark chocolate flesh glistened with oil, his stiff member ashy by shockingly large. His afro pubes were black and beautifully bushy. She didn't want for him to know where she lived so they decided to meet at Le Chateau Blanc (White Castle). The sun was about the set so the mood would be slightly more romantic. Shien had too much to drink. She lifted up her skirt and said "Whoops, the wind." Tired, wet, and somehow smelling like horses, the two dislodged their massive anal probes, sprayed off any residual fluids and quickly left the area, not even glancing at one another. Shien vowed that day to become the flying nun.
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For her date, Sara put on a tight ass neon pink bikini that was way too small for her. Her lipstick was a coral pink. Her date was to be AJ. After long pondering the lessons given by Party James and Jeremy she decided what she wanted most in a man was convenience. And he couldn't be any more convenient. Besides, he had a large hat collection. They went to a chicken farm and looked for something to sacrifice. They thought a goat could be had too but instead they decided to go square dancing. Sara showed off by doing one of her beauty pageant dances. Sara burped so loud, she thought AJ would be scared, but he smiled seductively and sad, "Do you know what else I like? Farts. Fart right in my face baby!" Sara bent over and let one rip - full and fruity with a little cheese. "OH YEAH! Gimme another one! Gimme an egg fart!" he said, and bit her in the butt. Sara tried, but had no more gas. A few hours later, Sara was abducted by aliens on her way to Odd's.
Shien was also known as the drunk ass angel of Whore-lam. Today she was cruisin' for a bruisin'. She carried a knife. Michael Jackson's reanimated corpse armed himself with one of Dustin Hoffman's severed limbs and a Thompson sub machine gun. It went down at the Waverly at 1PM when people stop ordering just a cup of coffee. It angered Michael Jackson, who knew he was going to kill time and leave no tip. Shien dealt the first fatal blow, adding insult to injury by spitting in Michael Jackson's face as he fell to his knees bleeding, trying desperately to hold onto life long enough to yet exact revenge. Michael Jackson lost due to an untimely erection. He went down with a knife to the nutz.
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Sara, wearing her new Odd's kimono, picked up her cat of nine tails in one hand and an angry cat with the other. Confident in her newly acquired hooker books and their sure-footedness, she went off to the fight. They faced each other in the shadowy S&M club as the moans and screams drowned out the beating of their hearts. Aroused and infuriated, they squared off amidst the walls lined with fetish gear and readied for battle. Pepi had a tray in his hand and seeing that he was going to get swung at with a cat of nine tails, held on tight to the tray in his hand. Sara distracted Pepi by flashing a nipple and stabbed him in the chest.
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From THE DATE SERIES:
Shien, dressed in a sex laden outfit of lace and chocolate, rubbed herself vigorously about the clitorus in preparation for this most special meeting. President Barack Obama's dark chocolate flesh glistened with oil, his stiff member ashy by shockingly large. His afro pubes were black and beautifully bushy. She didn't want for him to know where she lived so they decided to meet at Le Chateau Blanc (White Castle). The sun was about the set so the mood would be slightly more romantic. Shien had too much to drink. She lifted up her skirt and said "Whoops, the wind." Tired, wet, and somehow smelling like horses, the two dislodged their massive anal probes, sprayed off any residual fluids and quickly left the area, not even glancing at one another. Shien vowed that day to become the flying nun.
---
For her date, Sara put on a tight ass neon pink bikini that was way too small for her. Her lipstick was a coral pink. Her date was to be AJ. After long pondering the lessons given by Party James and Jeremy she decided what she wanted most in a man was convenience. And he couldn't be any more convenient. Besides, he had a large hat collection. They went to a chicken farm and looked for something to sacrifice. They thought a goat could be had too but instead they decided to go square dancing. Sara showed off by doing one of her beauty pageant dances. Sara burped so loud, she thought AJ would be scared, but he smiled seductively and sad, "Do you know what else I like? Farts. Fart right in my face baby!" Sara bent over and let one rip - full and fruity with a little cheese. "OH YEAH! Gimme another one! Gimme an egg fart!" he said, and bit her in the butt. Sara tried, but had no more gas. A few hours later, Sara was abducted by aliens on her way to Odd's.