badbabysitter
Vault Girl
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"White power! White power!"
They all lifted their hands in unison in salute to the swastika. It was a large gathering of White Lightning, a loose gathering of white supremists , skinheads and bigots.
And Ingrid was queen of the ball.
Tall, statuesque, blonde, blue eyed, buxom, athletic, stunningly beatiful. Her boyfriend was the leader of this group of motley rabble, and she basked in the power it gave her.
She had been in on the rolls against the gook grocery stores, those stinking spic carwashes, and those mother fuckin niggers just never learned. How many times had they stomped those jungle bunnies down now?
They had just finsihed another burn and run in nigger territry, it was a sweet gig. Hardly a coon in sight.
That wasnt to last.
It was a total set up, the spear chuckers ambushed them as their meeting ended. Fighting, bats, fists, boots, bottles, blood. It was a fucking nigger street gang and they came out of nowhere.
Now she was seperated and in a really bad spot, she had no idea where her crew was and she needed to hide. Till daylight, streets were safer..seems the niggers didnt act so uppity when the occasional cop was around.
She kicked out a glass window and crawled inside the abandoned warehouse.
It was dark and vast inside, with rough streetlights casting a pall over broekn furniture and matresses.
Just fucking wonderful, ingrid thought.
Little did she know, several members of the black gang were following her right to the warehouse.
They were going to teach that KKK bitch some respect
Ingrid Thomson
5'10"
blonde
blue eyes
chiseled features
34DD-28_32
They all lifted their hands in unison in salute to the swastika. It was a large gathering of White Lightning, a loose gathering of white supremists , skinheads and bigots.
And Ingrid was queen of the ball.
Tall, statuesque, blonde, blue eyed, buxom, athletic, stunningly beatiful. Her boyfriend was the leader of this group of motley rabble, and she basked in the power it gave her.
She had been in on the rolls against the gook grocery stores, those stinking spic carwashes, and those mother fuckin niggers just never learned. How many times had they stomped those jungle bunnies down now?
They had just finsihed another burn and run in nigger territry, it was a sweet gig. Hardly a coon in sight.
That wasnt to last.
It was a total set up, the spear chuckers ambushed them as their meeting ended. Fighting, bats, fists, boots, bottles, blood. It was a fucking nigger street gang and they came out of nowhere.
Now she was seperated and in a really bad spot, she had no idea where her crew was and she needed to hide. Till daylight, streets were safer..seems the niggers didnt act so uppity when the occasional cop was around.
She kicked out a glass window and crawled inside the abandoned warehouse.
It was dark and vast inside, with rough streetlights casting a pall over broekn furniture and matresses.
Just fucking wonderful, ingrid thought.
Little did she know, several members of the black gang were following her right to the warehouse.
They were going to teach that KKK bitch some respect
Ingrid Thomson
5'10"
blonde
blue eyes
chiseled features
34DD-28_32