Here
we go again! Bella continued to pester me with her delicious dishes. So when I started
eating, she began to yell, “Oh yes baby, give it to me faster, you are such a
murderer.” After the action on that day,
I nearly reported myself to the police. Admittedly, I deserved a life-time
imprisonment for inflicting multiple wounds on a fleshy defenseless valley. Also,
I had caused a frictional erosion which distorted the natural vegetation in the
Grand Canyon. No wonder she did call me a murderer after willingly offering me a
pawpaw fruit. Was she a stranger to my sharp knife which hungrily chops any
tempting meat? Nonetheless, I remembered that I had warned her several times
about the unfriendly nature of my pestle. Therefore, there was no need to sympathize
with an obstinate lass who became addictive to jeopardies.
But
the question is, where were we? Please listen! Luckily enough for me, the new
year came sooner than I expected. Given this, if I ever did something bad, the
new year would be my accomplice. On the New Year’s Eve day, we decided to go to
the market to buy groceries. The subsequent day would be New Year, so we
planned to go and grab some provisions so that Bella would prepare appetizing
meals for all expected visitors to our house. I could have allowed her to go alone,
but I didn’t deem it safe. I had a fear
that she might get cheated or robbed by small boys. So I decided to accompany
her securely. Moreover, we could have chatty moments together. I also thought
that since the new year was just at the corner, I couldn’t predict where my
blessings would come from.
When
we finally reached the market after chartering a taxi, Bella and I made our way
to the stores. It was an excellent shopping experience. Once again, I was so
lucky to have enough cash with me. The money given me by my dad was still
bountiful. I quickly became smart by convincing Bella to order for less
expensive food items. She couldn’t have argued with me for long, knowing how I easily
lose my temper. When she accordingly obliged and we bought economical
foodstuffs, we were still left with millions of coins. I felt proud that my
calculations were working. We had to device ways of spending the leftover
amount. Then I thought of a nice idea. What if we visited a guesthouse to relax
and make new year resolutions? She ignorantly endorsed that, my idea sounded
great. She further told me that, she would always be proud of the way I
effortlessly make scientific discoveries. I replied that it was my pleasure. Then,
we quickly vanished from the market.
In
a matter of 30 minutes, we saw ourselves at the forecourt of Lovers Inn Hotel;
it was one of the people’s favorites. They had spacious bedrooms stocked with
gigantic bouncy beds, flat screen televisions and what have you. But we had
little time to waste. We were already late, except that we hadn’t accomplished
all our missions. Bella and I took a collective romantic shower at the
bathroom. She nearly finished me over there. In the bathroom, she became an
actor. The way Bella gently caressed and stroked the banana was devilish. I
wondered what was her motivation for intentionally trying to wake up a sleeping
dog. We were there to make new year resolutions; look at what was doing. I then
realized that she just wanted to eat me alive. I had to stop her in time before
she shortened my lifespan. After a
boisterous commotion, I managed to drag her to the top of the bed. At that
time, we all knew that something tasty was bound to consume us.
Inadvertently,
I finally climbed her mountains and starting explorations. Like I rightly
predicted, she had sworn to abbreviate my life expectancy. Why did she instruct
me to bear the weight of her legs on my shoulder? It was nothing but a
punishment in disguise. How long and how high could I raise those legs to the
skies? Nevertheless, it was a delicate moment for the two of us; I didn’t want
to spoil the fun. I happily obeyed her orders. After locating the target, I
began firing my shots in quick successions while comfortably enduring her
weighty lower appendages. This was the instance she called me a murderer. It
was very ironical. I was only obeying instructions, and here she is, calling me
a murderer. I assumed that her metaphorical descriptions were only proportional
to the magnitude of my perpendicular forces concentrated on such her small
area. I gradually increased my angles of attack to account for her shaky
drifts. I was surprised that I didn’t mind her when she began begging me to
forgive her sins. I continued to puncture her loin regions for some minutes.
All
of a sudden I could sense a looming danger. Some enemies of progress were on
their way to destroy me; they were coming to arrest my feelings. While I jerked
to and fro inside her cavity, her screams intensified and gained the compassion
from my tubular fluid suppliers. Oh Yes, I couldn’t control them any longer, so
they oozed out in their numbers.
Bella
and I laughed. Off we went.
EPISODE
5 OF THIS IS SO SERIOUS! WATCH OUT FOR
IT. COMING SOON
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BSc.
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