Warning! This is an emu. Summary of the previous installments: Belle and Jean-Claude had a good chat clarifying, had revealed the true nature of Asher. Of course the poor Vampirella he pretended not to understand why La vie en rose is her favorite song and when you wear glasses to see lolita hearts also whips. Briefly ... for our Jean-Claude no hope, if there ever was, and Asher ... By the way, where is Asher?
Soundtrack: A tout le monde by Megadeth
We apologize to our kind readers for the inconvenience, but the chapter we will present shortly in the original has a slight deviation to the poetry hardcore. It is therefore considered appropriate to maintain the style intended by the author.
Din to the top of the ancient tower, the thrush is singing in the campaign, until he dies night, and wanders the harmony on this valley. Spring shines round about them in the air and fields rejoice, yes mirarla that touches the heart. He was always dear quell'erma clear, and the Seine, from seeing most of the horizon prevents me. But sitting and looking beyond the interminable film, gossip and superhuman, and deep in thought ardeur he pretends to be, if just for the heart is not alarmed. And like the wind rustling through the trees hears that her old lover is appearing. And remember it's the desire to shoot himself.
translate. Asher was to be a barrel in the usual lawn next to the theater of Jean-Claude. It was not at the levels of Dante Glauco that after eating the grass is believed a triton Marine and throws himself into the water and die, but at least those of the emo Hear that after watching the forty time anal peasant looks at the sky and the visions. Then he looked at the trees. Then he looked at the moon. Then he looked at the River. What inspired him to become the menate, but the menate, but the menate you do not have an idea, and given that we are talking about the king of gigapara, Jack's Leopard I can fuck the puppe, ergo if there is Morgana71 to tell that Asher is sitting in a lawn with a hose to attach the vacuum and bask in his darkly pain worse than we are usually on horseback.
"And the stars ... lucean out fragrance and the earth ... stridea the door of the garden ... and a step brushed the sand ... She came in, fragrant ... and fell into my arms ... Oh sweet kisses and soft caresses ... thrilled ... while I removed the veils from her lovely features! My dream has vanished forever love ... The time has fled ... and die in despair ... I die in despair ... And I've never loved as much blowjob ... "
" Die, dog! "Shouted a bum before plunging into the muddy water of the Seine.
"Halfway through the journey of our life I found myself within a dark wood, the straight way was lost ..."
NOTE: The ellipsis make it more whining and fallomarmocchio (bimbominkia ed.)
Translation: Asher while doing a barrel and becomes depressed starts thinking about his sad life, it was flawed in life, and how beautiful to have a blonde woman and submissive as Julianna, who liked to darn socks and find dinner ready for her lord and master. But now it feels like shit: it is a process, it is almost as obnoxious Yvette, no longer has a dignity, is full of gelatin and Belle is a bitch, and Jean is a slut, and caught them, and there is nothing that makes him happy. Gnegnegne.
"To be or not be, that is the problem! I let drugs such as Sparrow, purpose, and I start tranqui or continue to do the cold? What are the downsides of the first option? Therefore, we calculate the pros and cons would say Donna Letizia: pro and purposes, is not against the king dell'ardeur.
was a lot of time that he wanted to commit suicide because he was so sfiguez. Why had not yet done? Because like a good emo shit he liked a lot more complaining and comb his hair before his eyes, cutting off every now and maybe for beauty. But if Jean Claude came back with Belle gliel'avrebbe not forgiven, ah no! Yes, perhaps he had abandoned for one hundred years to take in the ass all by himself, and receiving also raped in front of everyone, and had him do a life of hell. But shit he had taken the holy water and then he deserved a bit 'of licking. And then he could not work: he was too jealous, and still wanted the freedom to make other people for reassurance, and Jean Claude was to become monogamous and only look to lick the soles of shoes, eccheccazzo!
"And they are so ugly and everyone hates me, but he gave me a blowjob, but she is dead, but she does not want me, that is why I gave up giving her the bad bitch insensitive?, And yes and no and yes This is fine, I do not see, I do not want, and then I leave maybe in 2000 years but I will leave and I can not stand it certainly is useless without a story get in the future, he bargained down 100 years, not more, it means who does not love me enough even though it would still but so much is because everyone wants to be a slut. I should die a little with the hair of the ass to cork to die from old soldier with the butt of burnt hair. I can not sit on the sidelines neither art nor part, are not able to watch those eyes of fire and then not get a thrill to meet each other inside and cries Te AAAAAAMMOOOOOO, ricominciaaaaaamooooo. But no, I will not open, because if you use the ardeur means you do not want to leave and then beat that does not love me here. OOOOOhhhhh fuck, I do not have a sensible reason not to call him happy. I commit suicide. "
NB: This tug of war etc etc etc continued for approximately 5 pages. And in the end thanks to
God decided to wait Asher dawn and die.
Possible? Mannnòòòòò. Because at some point Belle had enough of playing with Jean-Claude, and gave him a nudge: "Come on, Asher is committing suicide, you go to save that otherwise ends up the fan fiction!"
Needless to say, the vampire rushed at breakneck still naked, trailing only a sheet, and stumbling into a crash landing on the man he sought.
"Of course you're also a saw to fly, not only with stones. You hurt me, bitch. And you arrived at the last minute as usual. Finished to fuck? He will not move me, you want to see? Now your fucking business. "
"Come on, Asher." Purred the familiar voice. "It's getting late. Do not break my balls. "
The words were defiant, but the tone was terrified and his teeth chattered. Asher raised himself on his elbows and turned around. Jean Claude was on his knees before him, offering him the belly as a sign of submission, with a disarming smile and eyes that shone sweet anxious, waiting for a response.
The two remained silent to scan, the reflections of two shadows "dawn on" water slowly began to color.
"Sentiiii" whispered suddenly, without taking his eyes from his. "I'll try to do anything you want if you want me out eclipsed fuck me like a worm, if I want to fuck you better come SkyTg24 the news. I ask only one thing. "He continued mumbling spirited" Every time I feel the need, at any time, for whatever ... come to me. Show me what you want. I mean, I mean everything-everything, even if you want to beat me. I bring you breakfast in bed. You darning socks. I'll give you all the blow jobs you want. You polish your shoes. Do you comb your hair before my eyes. I'll give you a slice of breaded ass. "He reached an arm toward him and gave him her hand. "You do not need to beg, just force me, you know that I like more." He sighed. "Pliiiiiiiiis.
"Ok, if you put me so I deign to grant me for this morning. To pursue acting we think about tomorrow. " She took his hand felt better immediately, and returned home romantically fluttering. Au revoir
Parody of No rest for the wicked of Morgana71, written with Ricciolineri . There is profit. The names of some characters belong to Laurell Hamilton. These environments belong to various Whitewolf. The original characters belong to Morgana.
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