The Reverend Peter Shane: Snatch can't fool me, lord.
China Blue: This is the fantasy business, reverend. You can have any truth you want....
China Blue:I'm healthy as a horse. I'm fit as a fiddle and ready for cock.
China Blue: I'm Cinderella, Cleopatra, Goldie Hawn, Eva Braun, I'm little miss muffett, I'm pocahontas, I'm whoever you want me to be reverend!
The Reverend Peter Shane: Save thy servant that trusteth in me. Save him from this big mouthed cooze with a motor-driven ass who, forgive me lord, I speak not in vain but this little bitch provokes me so!
Reverend: Need I remind you, Jezebel that curiosity killed the cat.
China Blue: Not until it got out of the bag.
Reverend: God forgive me.... A tit pacifier, a milk of human kindness, remedial even in simulation.
A foam-rubber pretty kitty. Already housebroken and you can teach it a wide variety of new tricks. It comes with a battery pack in here somewhere.
An autosuck, modern technology at its most compassionate and it swallows. This one's a little on the blink. Are you hungry? How about a beat-me/eat-me licorice whip? The taste that leaves its mark forever.
"I was dreaming when I wrote this, forgive me if it goes astray..."
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