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leeeeeeeeeeese















:rolleyes:

You MUST get a grip

It's embarassing

Jus' Thayin'






























;)

Well NO...you can't be in the scene.




And you....Elvis impersonator....nothing embarrasses me...especially the truth.

Now stop fucl<ing this up!!

Well you are all just going to have to wait now.

You can thank these 2 ne'er-do-wells ( especially the Elvis Impersonator) for this delay.

This scene needs a COMPLETE rewrite. A Leapy-Poo Year baby tat???!!!?









You are MUCH better than this
















Your fans will not fall for it - I'm tellin' ya

All right now..I simply won't have anymore of these malcontent intrusions upon my work.

So fine....I will sit here and not type out one thing until you have decided to cease the nonsense---and we still have a looooooong way to go.

Fine. I'm leaving. There's always page 47 of Snowy Woods to rekindle my creativity.



Sheeesh :rolleyes:

:rolleyes:

:)


Thank you so much.



But that ain't nothin'.




:)

Now can I have some quiet around here?

Scene II is very important as it will set the scene for scene III by describing Arletta and the ....CAH-SOL...she is about to enter......and it's deep dark secrets held by it's owner---and her..

ror!!!!


HOSSY!!


PLEASE!...my work.

Oh man - those were the times.


I fucl<ed this all up.


My apologies.



Please proceed.






I'm just going to image that little satan dude from the World Industies Snowboard logo instead of the Leapy Poo baby tat.



I'm Good.



Please excuse the interruption.






sorry.

aw Fer The Love A FUCl<IN' Mike Already!!!!




Stop!!

:)













;)




It needs some work baby.... especially with the whole "snatch" thing :rolleyes: LMAO!!!

I laughed..........

LOVE the tats tho... very sexy.........

Do carry on... I await part II with sweaty plams :{>:

SCENE II

Arletta had fallen into a deep sleep. Little did she know this was her destination:


http://www.forgottenoh.com/Franklin/franklin.html


Perhaps some points of emptiness should now be filled in.

MORTE' wolf ( also known as The American Psycho of Franklin...CAH-SOL...)was the owner of this spectacular piece of architecture.His reach ran far. He was a predator of world renown; a heat seeking beast of no equal;he did not chew his prey,he merely killed it and moved on........but sometimes not.;)


When it was sometimes not,he would search the world almanac of hotties.Carefully selecting his next prey for play.



Today...Arletta -Poo was chosen.She was chosen for many reasons. The physical ones will be mentioned later. The not so obvious......there are many. mdf knew this was a match made far before either was born.If you do not believe this then go to each ones herespace and look at their official sign up dates.



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Oh yes.





They are also both fishys....Pisces. Push-Pull....doomed to ravish each other while using an aesthetic broom to sweep away their fears.

What is the GREATEST RIVALRY IN ALL SPORTY WORLDS?

Ohio State-Michigan, as the US Congress done resoluted.


Where was mdf born? Ohio.

Where was Arletta born? Michigan.


Ya foller?





And Arletta was made perfectly for him in a physical way as well.


Listen to this as she comes to life for you ...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b5Xf0...eature=related




She was 5-4....about 115 to 120 pounds.She was a moo cow--UPS!!..I mean cowgirl. She had a to die for body......tanned by the Texas sun.....shapely legs that showed an uncharted way to her hot,firm,round dupa.Slim ,yet dizzying hips tapered back into a svelte waist which contained a belly button of fine taste......the breasts were not large,but just right. Probably a 34C; each one boasting eraser nipples so square and erect they could charm the venom out of a Texas rattler. The shoulders were in concert with the rest of her " body by lust.'

Her twat was beautiful. Sculptured hair in the shape of a pink horseshoe surrounded it...but it needed no luck. It was plump,pink,creative in its design...sedative in its allure.

The face...oh boy. The face only a sensual savage could wear.The eyes, deep,dark,spheres of brown...sucking any others eyes that dared to stare right into them.A bone structure Michelangelo surely created;long,elegant;melting sharply from forehead to jawbone.....succulent lips of ruby red begging for attention.


Her tan lines of white were scarce....teeny tiny...but offset the brown skin in an extremely sensual way. Nails on feet and hands painted in silver.....her long lions mane in varying hues of tan and brown.....she was the very prototype for mdf bait.




He could not resist her...and now she was being delivered to the ...CAH-SOL...reception area and sent to the ready room.She would be prepped there....and readied for the explosive decompression he would supply her.









( Descriptions of Arletta are made from fact and through the use of mdf's esp)