You are a selfish bastard, Rourkey. Women the world round' will be weeping into their pillows at night, knowing that their day went unfulfilled without any contact, even the smallest of eye winks, from you.
Shakes her head and silently mourns the thousands upon thousands of women, and the few odd men, who would be utterly devastated over this announcement. |
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*Marley, one of this worlds few odd men notices the Godmother speaking*
*feels utterly devastated over the annoucement*
*just lites another joint and exhales* |
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Rourkey pauses to see a scantily-clad Marietta approach him in the Streets. He watches as her lustful eye undresses him from head to toe and notices how she licked her lips suggestively. She curled one finger and beckoned him towards her, unbuttoning her trenchcoat furiously as he approached.
Dearest Marietta, I DID say I would be willing to negotiate my position for sexual favours. On that note, I'd be willing to take whichever position you'd be most interested in as well.... |
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Do what you want, Rourke. Probably save you some time, eh? |
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