Happy Hormones Crip Walking 1
Amy stepped out of the doorway, her massive, half-naked, golden tan body rippling with muscles. She was dressed in her favorite 'little schoolgirl' uniform, an outfit that left little to the imagination. Small black schoolgirl shoes adorned her feet, as white socks wrapped their way up her huge calves (barely able to cover their diamond hard shape). A way too-tight schoolgirl blouse was tied just below her chest, almost unable to contain her breasts. Her visible washboard abs, rippling with muscle, flexed as she softly breathed in and out. Around her waist was a tiny skirt that barely covered her massive tree trunk thighs. Teddy bear panties were visible underneath the skirt, starting to get slightly damp with arousal. Her face was made up to look young: rosy cheeks and a brilliant white smile. Her always-present pigtails hung from either side of her head, and bounced as she strode over to the man behind the desk. |
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Amy
stepped out
doorway
massive
half-naked
golden tan body
rippling
muscles
dressed
favorite
little schoolgirl uniform
outfit
imagination
small black schoolgirl shoes
adorned
feet
white socks
wrapped
huge calves
diamond hard shape
way too-tight schoolgirl blouse
tied
below
chest
unable
contain
breasts
visible
washboard abs
flexed
softly breathed
waist
tiny skirt
barely covered
massive tree trunk thighs
teddy bear panties
visible
underneath
skirt
slightly damp
arousal
face
made up
look young
rosy cheeks
brilliant white smile
always-present pigtails
hung
either side
head
bounced
strode
man
behind
desk
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Price: 6.00 |
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Pizza Girl part three
Today I was attacked again - the guy wanted the money I was carrying. He was waving a knife around, but it was a dinner knife and he looked really stupid with it. "OK, OK," I said, "My life isn't worth the cash I'm carrying, it's on the bicycle, I'll just get it." But also on the bicycle was my hockey stick, and that's a yard long. I unclipped it, and swung at his head, as one does. He ducked, of course, but I caught him a good one on the shoulder. He yelled "Bitch" and came at me with the knife, but I got him on the left ear with the second swipe of my stick, and he staggered. Why a hockey stick, you might be wondering. Because a baseball bat looks like a weapon, but a hockey stick looks like sports equipment. Which it is, and I've had plenty of practice with it. So he was still coming at me with his cutlery, so after I'd bounced my hockey stick off his left ear, I did a follow through, spun round and smashed my weapon into his right ear. Now he was dazed, but he still had his knife, so I lined up carefully and whacked his right hand, cracking his knuckles and causing him to drop the blade. Now he was disarmed, I suppose I could have just got on the pizza bike and rode off, but my blood was up and I wasn't going to stop now. The standard strike with a hockey stick is, of course, to the shins, followed by an "Oops, sorry about that!". So I took careful aim, raised the stick and brought it down as hard as I could. There was a satisfying "Crack!" and I knew that my assailant was finished. So I put my hockey stick back on its bracket, got on the pizza bike and rode off into the sunset. Or I would have, but it was night time so I rode off into the moonlight. |
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attacked
money
carrying
waving
knife
dinner knife
stupid
life
cash
bicycle
hockey stick
yard long
unclipped
swung
head
ducked
caught
shoulder
yelled
bitch
left ear
second swipe
stick
staggered
baseball bat
sports equipment
practice
cutlery
bounced
follow through
smashed
weapon
dazed
right hand
cracking
knuckles
drop
blade
disarmed
pizza bike
rode off
blood
standard strike
shins
oops
sorry
aim
raised
hard
satisfying
crack
assailant
finished
bracket
sunset
night time
moonlight
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Price: 8.00 |
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Pizza Girl part three
Today I was attacked again - the guy wanted the money I was carrying. He was waving a knife around, but it was a dinner knife and he looked really stupid with it. "OK, OK," I said, "My life isn't worth the cash I'm carrying, it's on the bicycle, I'll just get it." But also on the bicycle was my hockey stick, and that's a yard long. I unclipped it, and swung at his head, as one does. He ducked, of course, but I caught him a good one on the shoulder. He yelled "Bitch" and came at me with the knife, but I got him on the left ear with the second swipe of my stick, and he staggered. Why a hockey stick, you might be wondering. Because a baseball bat looks like a weapon, but a hockey stick looks like sports equipment. Which it is, and I've had plenty of practice with it. So he was still coming at me with his cutlery, so after I'd bounced my hockey stick off his left ear, I did a follow through, spun round and smashed my weapon into his right ear. Now he was dazed, but he still had his knife, so I lined up carefully and whacked his right hand, cracking his knuckles and causing him to drop the blade. Now he was disarmed, I suppose I could have just got on the pizza bike and rode off, but my blood was up and I wasn't going to stop now. The standard strike with a hockey stick is, of course, to the shins, followed by an "Oops, sorry about that!". So I took careful aim, raised the stick and brought it down as hard as I could. There was a satisfying "Crack!" and I knew that my assailant was finished. So I put my hockey stick back on its bracket, got on the pizza bike and rode off into the sunset. Or I would have, but it was night time so I rode off into the moonlight. |
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attacked
money
carrying
waving
knife
dinner knife
stupid
life
cash
bicycle
hockey stick
yard long
unclipped
swung
head
ducked
caught
shoulder
yelled
bitch
left ear
second swipe
stick
staggered
baseball bat
sports equipment
practice
cutlery
bounced
follow through
smashed
weapon
dazed
right hand
cracking
knuckles
drop
blade
disarmed
pizza bike
rode off
blood
standard strike
shins
oops
sorry
aim
raised
hard
satisfying
crack
assailant
finished
bracket
sunset
night time
moonlight
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Price: 5.00 |
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