From the writing of Nalla Mann --Bartender of the Bloody Nall Tavern
She entered his cheap little motel room—slowly making her way across the stone floor. Tossing her long flowing blond hair back from her shoulders. Her breasts heaving against her tightly fitted dress. He sat at the foot of his bed cleaning and sharpening his machete.
She said "I'm so glad your still alive—I feared the worst—when they sent Max downriver -I assumed you were dead"
The Pineappleman answered "I'm going after them –the Fat Man can't be trusted I fear Max is in trouble and I still don't have what I need"
"When are you leaving" she asked
" In two and a half hours" he replied.
She leaned over him revealing more of her ample cleavage . "Then how much time do we have together?"
"Enough" he said. –Taking the tip of his machete and ripping the buttons straight off the front of her dress exposing her breasts
"Hey my dress" she exclaimed. "I'll buy you a new one" He said as he pulled her down on top of him –kissing her breasts. She moaned as the fell onto the bed together.
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