Silken Revenge

I am not pleased, not pleased at all for today I attended the dreary luncheon of Bianca "sexshop" Sangu with the sole purpose of tormenting my little minxie in agreeing to be my guest at the opener this evening. I garbed myself in a silk suit that even her monkey boy could only dream of owning and positioned myself right at her side in my most agreeable manner. The poor darling with her pale ethereal beauty went all pink with delight or dread, they are both of equal pleasure to me and proceeded to be a formal little coquette. How endearingly tragic she is with her nervous glances and her faux fixations causing a tingle in regions best not displayed in public, well not this particular public. I waited until there was a lull in the hags and then I sprang my little request upon her. Of course it was not really a request, I am a Dubois it was more an indication of intent as I planned to escort her to the Opener and then into my bed. Before my pretty could open her delicious mouth that apeboy, that soulless fool of a meatnut pops up from some crevice and drones that he had already asked my precious and she was occupied.

I knew the cretin was lying as I can smell lies on another and the witless fool showed it in his face with a misguided minxie going along with his lies. I could see as her delicate breasts heaved with nervous breaths she confirmed his stupid remarks and the dark ice of fury crept into my veins. How I long to trace my finger across their soft curves while my teeth sink into her neck. She should realise that every moment she thwarts me will be paid for with her soft delectable body for my darling minxie you can run but you cannot hide.

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