Being dead must make you super sensitive, because this treatment shouldn’t be eliciting such a big response. So, what’s the surprise?” Says the man. Fill this undeserving waste of flesh with your precious baby-batter and claim her as your own!”
And with that, both the man and women came. Was there some kind of accident? “I got your text honey. No further investigation necessary.”
You hear the click of the recorder stopping. No further investigation necessary.”
You hear the click of the recorder stopping. She’s white, average hight, and looks to be somewhere in her mid twenties. Pole dancer?”
“Nope,” the woman responds, “in my opinion, she was a teasing little whore who was choked-out for not putting-out. She has hazelnut brown hair reaching down to her shoulders done up in a ponytail. One of their favorites was to role play. Was that all? What was she anyways? Fill this undeserving waste of flesh with your precious baby-batter and claim her as your own!”
And with that, both the man and women came. You sound pretty. He appears to be the same age, with curly brown hair, and the same white lab coat. It’s obvious you’re lying on your back, staring upward as florescent lights and beige polystyrene fly past.
