You poor man, you get it only on your birthday, and Christmas. Sort of sucks to be you! I never really understood why, till today.
Hiding passwords from me is useless. Why do you think your house is never clean when I am done? It’s because I play on your computer all day, and there is no way you will get away with telling me to stop it. Getting nervous, are you? You know exactly what I saw.
This is how it is going to go from here on. You will do the work for me, and pay me triple. You will service me, and my boyfriend whenever we say. If you don’t, I will show everyone just what I saw on your computer.
You seem to doubt me? Are you trying to like touch me or something? I guess I need to refresh your memory. Let’s turn this on.
Oh look here! You down on all fours with your face in a dog bowl. Is that Michael from school? Oh, wow it looks like someone loves it up his flabby ass. You are now down on your knees, and Michael is sitting on your face, and…..OMG!! Did you just eat that. Oh dear, where are my manners? Let me pull down my shorts, and give you something to wash it down!
Written By: Teen Torrie
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