Chronicles of Rat part 2.
Alright, so the grave of nataS was disturbed. Don't know which fucked up person tried to destroy it, but no matter, it's back in place.
Anyway what was I about to blog? Shit. I forgot. Oh yea, about the 'Perfect cut' on Channel U the last 13episodes. I think it's 13episodes.
I won't say that it's good, but few drama serials can get my off the computer just to sit and stone and appreciate the show, and this was one of them.
I think the effect would be the same even if it was put on repeat. I'd still stop clanwarring just to watch the show. See, the gravity of the show is this strong.
But now all that would change. I don't watch K drama, and I think they suck and are pointless and boring and whatnot. I won't watch the piece of shit that'd be screening in an hour's time. Now's 9PM by the way.
Eww. I don't know what else to say already. Shall post on nataS some day, but it'd be with great sadness, a very solemn journey I won't want to take part in currently. Blah.
To increase word count and make people who bother to come read my blog feel as if they are respected and that my posts are not made to patronize them, I shall carry on with the erotica where I left it as:
She followed him to his house, not knowing why she became so subservient to a man she barely knew. The only thing that kept her going was the moistness between her legs, and the fact that Rat was the source for her physical torment and need for relief. They reached his house as he fumbled for his keys. Men undergo the torture of lack of hand-foot-eye coordination, whatever the combination's order is, whenever they get blood swinging down to their lower body. A real pain in the neck, but nothing is fair in this world.
Rat didn't know how else to proceed. He didn't know how to control his powers, or fully utilize his fruit's ability yet. But he played by the ear, and was more than happy to end his virginity on the hot young woman that was quivering in anticipation on the sofa. Not knowing how to proceed and not sure whether or not she would consent to his violation of her, he started caressing her hair slowly, before moving to her face. All the time, she was groaning, her pleasure heightening with every touch he administered. Soon, he become more bold and reckless, as is the characteristic of males with lesser blood in the brain, and slowly unbuttoned her blouse. Her assets, which threatened to pop out previously, made their shy debut after being free from the fabric which held them back.
Seeing this nameless woman's skin free for him to touch intensified his need for sexual satisfaction. Knowing that he has the rights to every part of her body, he decided to violate it as forcefully as he could. He didn't want his first time to pass by without inflicting pain on both parties. Emboldened, he made his move to remove the remaining material which differentiated humans from animals.
Author's note: Can I skip the part about stripping and the sex? Because my description and England is of the phail kind.
After they were free from any form of inhibition of body movement and contact, they moved on to explore each other's wonderland.
Continue some other time, I going to sleep liao.
Bit the headache. I'd attribute it to too much blood in the brain. I tried to do a blood swing, but it was pointless. Very disappointed in my draining system. Shucks.
-- 7/28/2008 08:52:00 PM
