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Lisping along in the bravado nights of banquet halls bursting with chandeliers red carpets and butterfly maidens serving delicacies of ordered neatness tested in kitchens of manicured chefs waiting in breathless expectation of acceptance from a guest list of the countrys best men and women the chief gobbler looked at the lovely wife of the chief guest and gently slurped his birds nest soup as the waitresses on wings flitted by watching in delight as his ******** showed clearly at the thoughts raging in his bald head. He wanted this woman? and they all approved willingly that someone must lose his head to the heavyweights lust and for the upkeep of the national pride before he picked up his chopsticks and gold embossed napkin he flicked it twice and the chief gobbler was whisked behind a red bleeding curtain and his wife was taken on a candlewick bedspread of green and gold draped with the crescent moon and scimitar. ask no more questions on where we are or lose your tongue forever! Author Notes Despotic and dangerous. © Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, 2 months ago
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Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 3:25 AM UTC
Continents on Fire #2
Lisping along in the bravado nights of banquet halls bursting with chandeliers red carpets and butterfly maidens serving delicacies of ordered neatness tested in kitchens of manicured chefs waiting in breathless expectation of acceptance from a guest list of the countrys best men and women the chief gobbler looked at the lovely wife of the chief guest and gently slurped his birds nest soup as the waitresses on wings flitted by watching in delight as his ******** showed clearly at the thoughts raging in his bald head. He wanted this woman? and they all approved willingly that someone must lose his head to the heavyweights lust and for the upkeep of the national pride before he picked up his chopsticks and gold embossed napkin he flicked it twice and the chief gobbler was whisked behind a red bleeding curtain and his wife was taken on a candlewick bedspread of green and gold draped with the crescent moon and scimitar. ask no more questions on where we are or lose your tongue forever! Author Notes Despotic and dangerous. © Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, 2 months ago
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Jun 30, 2014
Jun 30, 2014 at 3:25 AM UTC
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