Post by knightmare13 on May 13, 2010 20:52:33 GMT -5
'I've always hated this part of the whole persona thing.' I thought to myself. Of course I had little things to talk about besides the half-Russian-Italian girl who had been sticking her tongue down my throat. 'If I die...that would be pretty cool...a little bit.'
This one was easy, speak a little foreign to women these days and they become putty. It's a basic rule and everyone can use it. Bad thing is this girl has that personality that makes you think twice about what I'm planning on doing. Unfortunately, the life of a playboy isn't one of granduer or anything that's remotely good.
She finally takes her rough, sandy tongue out of my mouth. 'She's a smoker.' I said to myself. 'Not too bad.' She pulls me by my pants to the back of the supply closet we were in and has a devilish smile playing across her face. 'God help me.'
This one was easy, speak a little foreign to women these days and they become putty. It's a basic rule and everyone can use it. Bad thing is this girl has that personality that makes you think twice about what I'm planning on doing. Unfortunately, the life of a playboy isn't one of granduer or anything that's remotely good.
She finally takes her rough, sandy tongue out of my mouth. 'She's a smoker.' I said to myself. 'Not too bad.' She pulls me by my pants to the back of the supply closet we were in and has a devilish smile playing across her face. 'God help me.'