Mood: dA Love
Listening to: Dr. Dre ft. eminem old time sake
Playing: Minecraft 1.2.4
Drinking: Lemon soda yummy :3
WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS AGE RESTRICTED MATERIAL NOT SUTABLE FOR READERS UNDER 15 CONTAINS SEXUALL REFRENCES AND EXTREAMLY STRONG LANGUAGE!
One night on a Saturday misty glomped me and shoved me into the bed. "Uhhh mi-" "Shhhh..." she said. She stripped completely then climbed in with me, I felt my nose burst again, but before I could make sure there was no blood misty was already sucking on my lipase if I was a living fucking lollipop! "Hot fuck!" I said to myself. She climed on top of me and wouldn't stop rubbing my 8-pack
Police cars passed slot looking for me, I flinched at each one and accedentaly grabbing mistys breasts. "Sorry..." "No keep doing it you flirt.." My face turned blood red. Ryder was busy at the police station checking my records, he burnned them but the cops make extra copies for people like me. "I wonder how Ryder is holding up, that thunderstorm is pounding the city." I said to Misty. "I'm sure he will be ok but untiill he comes back..." She cuddled up next to me, which gave me the need to hug her....
"This is where they keep any and all files." Ryder said keeping his head down to protect him from the rain, when he got in, he used his sly charm to convince some sl*t to give him access to the files from 1970-94 I'm in the 93 category under the C in inishoals and M in first names. My full name is Marshall Dusk Conners IV. He printed the files then walked back out in the poaring rain of July. He spotted the detective on my ass, he convinced him to follow Ryder untill Ryder fuckin murders his c*nt asshole! The thunder kinda scared poor misty, I held her close to me so she would feel less fear. She moaned in pleasure. "Good girl Misty." I said. Ryder took the corps to some friends to stash and hopefully crack the case of my sentence and stay out of "Hell hole" jail cell.
TO BE CONTINUED....