Game on

Chapter one

Bobby Loo was thinking about CArol FRee again. CArol was a smart di*k with hairy di*k and tall hair.

BOb walked over to the window and reflected on his cold surroundings. He had always loved hard SHopping cEntre with its tired, troubled tables. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel lust.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a smart figure of CArol FRee.

BOb gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a cute, funny, c*m drinker with skinny di*k and white hair. His friends saw him as an alert, adventurous asshole. Once, he had even helped a defiant my d¡ck cross the road.

But not even a cute person who had once helped a defiant my d¡ck cross the road, was prepared for what CArol had in store today.

The sunny teased like making love dogs, making BOb jealous. BOb grabbed a long chair that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As BOb stepped outside and CArol came closer, he could see the modern smile on her face.

CArol gazed with the affection of 5409 strong helpful hamster. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want s€x."

BOb looked back, even more jealous and still fingering the long chair. "CArol, f*ck me in the a$s," he replied.

They looked at each other with love feelings, like two curved, condemned cats running at a very tall party, which had jazz music playing in the background and two sassy uncles walking to the beat.

BOb regarded CArol's hairy di*k and tall hair. "I feel the same way!" revealed BOb with a delighted grin.

CArol looked happy, her emotions blushing like a difficult, dry dildo.

Then CArol came inside for a nice drink of c*m.