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I am ....at your service.
SCENE I Arletta was finishing up work at the horsey stables.For some reason,when she was done she felt compelled to go behind the barns....and look out onto the pasture behind them And then she knew why; a fine steed with a cowboy atop was galloping toward her.The horsey was full of fun...athletic...strong.....it was DowntownDollarBilly!!!! The horsey stopped 10 feet short of her. The cowboy dismounted and came toward her.He wore levis over cowboy boots...a white tank top...and a cowboy hat. He was a little over 5-8 and looked to weigh 155-160 pounds. He looked the image of the 2 time National AAU Welterweight Champion that he was.He had a US Marine tat on his right bicep...and a Leapy-PooYearBaby tattoo on his left bicep. She could see the separation of his pecs..split right down the middle.Every sinew was clearly visible under the flesh ,that she could see. He appeared to be starting a woody----Billy was ,too. Arletta was getting a wetty. The cowboy spoke...."Howdy,Ma'am.You have been summoned to the..CAH-SOL." Huh?...she said. Franklin ..CAH-SOL. Huh? In Cleveland. Huh? Ma'am...get on the horsey. And so...she did...holding on to the raw hardness of this mystical cowboy's body.They galloped off....she began pumping her hot little snatch into him. He reached back and whacked her on her dupa----she stopped pumping.She was a true snot face. They horsey galloped so fast that they took off into the sky!!.....AWAAAAAY UP! She felt warmth and wind......and then saw they were in an amethytht----I mean amethyst colored soup of aromatic clouds. She began pumping her hot little snatch into him again....he reached back and swatted her dupa twice this time...and hard. What a brat. |
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#2
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Scene II within one hour.
This ain't easy. |
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#3
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Oh my God
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#4
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Cute little minx that cowgirl
Can ya get me into Scene II, Morty? lol |
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#5
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leeeeeeeeeeese ![]() |
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#6
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You MUST get a grip
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#7
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It's embarassing
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#8
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Jus' Thayin'
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#9
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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!! |
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#10
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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. |
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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 |
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ror!!!! HOSSY!! PLEASE!...my work. |
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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. |
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aw Fer The Love A FUCl<IN' Mike Already!!!!
Stop!! |
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#16
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It needs some work baby.... especially with the whole "snatch" thing LMAO!!! I laughed.......... LOVE the tats tho... very sexy......... Do carry on... I await part II with sweaty plams ![]() |
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O.k.. back under the covers I go.......
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OH MY GOD!! YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE!! OH MY GOD!! |
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O.k.. Sorry.. storm work me up.... I am going back now ![]() |
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#20
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Thanks to all the hooligan interruptions as well as my own physical...maladies..that I am experiencing,I must ingest 4 Hershey Almond bars to give me the strength to move on and complete the final, savage,animal like scene of epic,erotic proportions.
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