Go visit your new neighbor
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| - | You’ve made up your mind to go over and get it on with your new neighbor, but you don’t want to lead a double life, so you open the front door and yell to your common law husband of one year. “Robert, it’s over. We’re done! I just need greener pastures…” | + | You’ve made up your mind to go over and get it on with your new neighbor, but you don’t want to lead a double life, so you open the front door and yell to your common-law husband of one year. “Robert, it’s over. We’re done! I just need greener pastures…” |
| - | “What pudding-cake? I’m putting the groceries away… I can’t hear you.” | + | “What, pudding-cake? I’m putting the groceries away… I can’t hear you.” |
You huff in frustration and yell louder, “I’m leaving you! You just don’t do it for me anymore!” | You huff in frustration and yell louder, “I’m leaving you! You just don’t do it for me anymore!” | ||
| - | “I’m doing it right now, just give me a sec cunt-muffin,” he shouts back. | + | “I’m doing it right now, just give me a sec, cunt-muffin,” he shouts back. |
| - | Oh well, at least you tried. You grab the bottom of your already tight t-shirt and tie it in a knot to show off your flawless abs and dangling belly ring. | + | Oh well, at least you tried. You grab the bottom of your already-tight t-shirt and tie it in a knot to show off your flawless abs and dangling belly ring. |
| - | “Let’s go see how the new neighbor likes some dark chocolate,” you say as you bounce over to his front porch | + | “Let’s go see how the new neighbor likes some dark chocolate,” you say as you bounce over to his front porch. Not that it’d be the first white guy you’d ever been with. Hell, Robert’s white. Truth is, you’ve never met a white guy you couldn’t seduce. |
| - | On your way over, your other neighbor Bridgette jogs by. You can’t help but notice her hot athletic body, tits almost as big as yours and nice firm ass. You smile at her, she winks at you. Maybe you should try switching teams for a change. | + | On your way over, your other neighbor, Bridgette, jogs by. You can’t help but notice her hot athletic body, tits almost as big as yours and nice firm ass. You smile at her, she winks at you. Maybe you should try switching teams for a change. |
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Current revision as of 00:51, 21 January 2009
You’ve made up your mind to go over and get it on with your new neighbor, but you don’t want to lead a double life, so you open the front door and yell to your common-law husband of one year. “Robert, it’s over. We’re done! I just need greener pastures…”
“What, pudding-cake? I’m putting the groceries away… I can’t hear you.”
You huff in frustration and yell louder, “I’m leaving you! You just don’t do it for me anymore!”
“I’m doing it right now, just give me a sec, cunt-muffin,” he shouts back.
Oh well, at least you tried. You grab the bottom of your already-tight t-shirt and tie it in a knot to show off your flawless abs and dangling belly ring.
“Let’s go see how the new neighbor likes some dark chocolate,” you say as you bounce over to his front porch. Not that it’d be the first white guy you’d ever been with. Hell, Robert’s white. Truth is, you’ve never met a white guy you couldn’t seduce.
On your way over, your other neighbor, Bridgette, jogs by. You can’t help but notice her hot athletic body, tits almost as big as yours and nice firm ass. You smile at her, she winks at you. Maybe you should try switching teams for a change.
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