Test 4 SRWUG@: In To Deep Eleanor Shelby - Give me what I need/ Mastercard or Visa
1] Just outside of the crumbling ruins of a once great city a striking woman with short black hair sit on top of a steamer trunk in the sunshine. Her legs are crossed at the knees, the cutaway of her skirt giving you a lovely view of milk white thighs as she bounces her toes and smoked fragrant herb from a pipe. She holds out her thumbs to any passerby's, but doesn't seem to bothered by the fact that no one has given her a ride. Now and then she hums and sings to herself, rocking her body back and forth to the beat of her melody. The sunlight clings to her deep cleavage which she bares with little shame, but a sense of crude elegance.
"Hey sweetheart, you got room for one more?"
2] On a warm sunny beach a strange mech is sitting in the break of the waves at the shoreline. The machine was strikingly humanoid, save for it's funny little feet which proved useless on land.
If you get close you may find the mech's owner, sunbathing in the sand beside the robot. Her short black hair framing her pale face, cheeks pinked by the sun, oh... and she seems to be completely nude (and well endowed). Only now could you see the tattoos on her skin, and the piercings in the most sensitive of places.
She had her headphones tucked in her ears, and her eyes look out across the surf as the sun warms her bare chest and stomach.
This is already so much better than the One Eyed Jack.
"Hey sweetheart, you got room for one more?"
2] On a warm sunny beach a strange mech is sitting in the break of the waves at the shoreline. The machine was strikingly humanoid, save for it's funny little feet which proved useless on land.
If you get close you may find the mech's owner, sunbathing in the sand beside the robot. Her short black hair framing her pale face, cheeks pinked by the sun, oh... and she seems to be completely nude (and well endowed). Only now could you see the tattoos on her skin, and the piercings in the most sensitive of places.
She had her headphones tucked in her ears, and her eyes look out across the surf as the sun warms her bare chest and stomach.
This is already so much better than the One Eyed Jack.