exclaimed Earl Jones in that supple baritone made famous in such films as Hunt for Red October and Coming to America.
Skerret's posting is ok to trip balls to and read just to experience the ambience but don't expect any content. "I'm jealous of sucking major dick!"~ Kernowgaz
Skerret's posting is ok to trip balls to and read just to experience the ambience but don't expect any content. "I'm jealous of sucking major dick!"~ Kernowgaz
He died. Phil died. Sean Bean also died. Kirsty, still very much alive and enjoying the freedom of not giving a shit about the word count anymore, looked at their dead bodies, and smiled, as she put her revolver back into its holster.
"No, van hire. I think you misheard me because of my strong German accent. I've got lots of vans for hire" said a voice from the doorway. In stepped a tall man wearing an ankle length sequinned cape and little else. "My name is Hertz. Hertz van Rental, international playboy, race car driver, world famous superspy, disco pop chart topping sensation and founder of Hertz Van Rental's Van Rentals."
Kirsty shot off his left nut while being generally sexy as fuck. This was a blow that Hertz didn't really need. He was hoping his luck would change after a disastrous upgrade to his van rental fleet had almost bankrupted his business. No one wants to hire a van with built in dildos in the seat. The entire industry had taken a dive on the back of that choice. "Hertz Van Rental Hurts Van Rental" ran the headlines. The industry was saved however, by the upgrade of an auto hand job machine put in all new vans by his chief competitor ,Van King Vans.
Anyway, as a break from the machinations of the German vehicle hire market, he had returned to his job as an international super spy prick. He had to crack open the aphid trafficking ring. To achieve this he'd need all his favourite dildos, a watch that turns into a helicopter and his explosive right testicle, which luckily had been left undamaged by Kirsty's assault.