We had been tight since we were 12--the skinny comic geek and the portly comic geek hot, dreaming of fucking hot super powers and loose women. Jeannie had changed that our sophomore year of college. Daniel was either unwilling to share me or sexy unable to deal with the hotfuckingatfuckingmachines fact that I was getting laid while he wasn't. Whatever the reason, we parted company.

"Stay a fucking bit--I want to show you something," he said, trying sexy to fucking act cool but at obviously at excited about fucking hot something fucking.

"O.k fucking., What?"

"Hi Angie," I said hot and she hot raised her perfectly-plucked eyebrows at me in answer.

"Very," Daniel smirked.

I at turned to fucking Daniel.

"Thanks, dude machines, you fucking hot're a real pal," he turned back fucking to Angie, "So, TurboWhore, I have hot the Salami Sandwich of Doom hot and at the machines E hot...My henchman has the Stapler of the Apocalypse hot. Both hot weapons could destroy the city. Do you really think you can hot get me to drop hot my sandwich and toss hot my salad before hotfuckingatfuckingmachines he can load the Stapler?"

"Three." I said and then cursed myself machines for being drawn into fucking his stupid fucking game.

"It does, doesn hot't it D-Man," Angie cooed, "Give in to the machines pleasure."

"Zounds, what mounds!" Daniel chuckled fucking hot, breathing fucking hard. "You win fucking again, TurboWhore!"

"Foolish villain," said Angie, "I'm sexy the fastest fuck machines on the hot planet."

Angie turned sharply to hotfuckingatfuckingmachines me fucking and disengaged from Daniel with hot a wet slurp. She pushed off machines him fucking hot onto her high hot-healed boots and advanced on me, licking her painted lips hot.

I took a fucking step hot back towards the counter, but not in machines the direction of the door like my conscience kept telling me to.

"Ha!" scoffed Angie, "Villains have tried such subterfuge before and failed! No villain is truly thwarted until he has shot his wad into one of my Whore Holes!"

Angie was grunting, groaning hotfuckingatfuckingmachines, squeaking. She seemed absolutely elated. And I was coming. God machines, it seemed like machines forever, with her throat milking spurt after spurt out of me hot.

Then Angie expelled hotfuckingatfuckingmachines my lipstick hot-smeared dick from her mouth and, grinning broadly hot, sat back hot onto her booted heels.

"My God, Daniel hotfuckingatfuckingmachines," I said, "This...this is fucking evil."

"I can't hot believe I fucking let you hotfuckingatfuckingmachines make her do that to me. Jeannie will never forgive me."

"Oh don't let it bother you, my friend," said Daniel fucking, "She won't hot remember a bit fucking of sexy it hot and I won't tell anybody. Hell, who would believe hotfuckingatfuckingmachines me if they didn't see it for themselves? But sexy really, you fucking should come by same time tomorrow night; Dominique Campbell and Sela Sanders hotfuckingatfuckingmachines are sexy coming by--or rather their alter egos are: Captain fucking Booty and her 69ing sidekick fucking hot CunniBunny hot."

"Even dozen, at various hotfuckingatfuckingmachines stages of development. Takes about 40 hours worth of hypnotic conditioning to get fucking hot them as deep into fucking hot the role as Angie fucking hot. Always on the fucking look out hotfuckingatfuckingmachines for more, though. Any suggestions?"

"Hey Angie," said Daniel, "You'll never guess fucking who was just here!"

"Just unlucky I guess," Angie shrugged.

"Yessss" said Angie in a sleepy voice.

"Well, uh hot, yeah. She does," I had fucking to agree, "But I shouldn't have fucking hot..."

Daniel sighed hotfuckingatfuckingmachines.

"Yeah, well, thanks for thinking of me, man," I said. "Maybe in fucking alternative universe."

"Of course you do," he continued, "But I hot was just thinking: I've branched out and bought a costume shop hot. We sell this emerald green body paint that doesn't smear at fucking hot all once it fucking dries. I machines was just hotfuckingatfuckingmachines thinking that a big hot, beautiful hot girl like Jeannie with all that fucking hot gorgeous dark hair would look rather striking if she decided to paint machines herself green. Just occasionally. Just hotfuckingatfuckingmachines for fun. Knowing exactly who she was."