shizzz
That one guy
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- Feb 22, 2008
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OOC: Looking to have fun catching a thief when she is up to no good, then making her pay for silence and discretion. I want a little black mail sex to turn into public voyeurism, and eventually sharing. I love the idea of blackmail pushing a woman far last her limits, with the firm handed nudge here and there. Looking for someone who can post a couple paragraphs at a time, and at least 4-5 per week.
Loss prevention. What a fucking joke, Mark thought as he walked through the mall. His eyes were constantly swiveling about, but everyday at this job was a slap in his face for failing the police academy entrance exam.
Who were they kidding. They needed a cop like him, he stood a towering 6'5 had the shoulders and build of an NFL linebacker. He had a cool head and sharp eyes. So what if he wasn't the smartest guy in the world. He was just a little bit slower and more thoughtful.
His blond hair was pulled back in a ponytail, his face rough with two day stubble as he wandered into Victoria secret, making his rounds, when the manager pulled him aside. She was in her late forties, and a pain in his ass. However she had a customer in the bak acting a little off. And as loss prevention e had nothing better to do.
"She is back at the discount bras. You can't miss her. " the manager said, before he turned away.
He got to the back rack, and saw a blond girl looking back and forth between bras. He could only see her from the back, but he couldn't help but notice the bras in her hand were huge. He wakes up to the rack
"Excuse. I'm supposed to get a bra for my sister. I don't suppose you could help
Me out?" He asked as he turned to look at her, fighting the urge to let his jaw drop open.
Loss prevention. What a fucking joke, Mark thought as he walked through the mall. His eyes were constantly swiveling about, but everyday at this job was a slap in his face for failing the police academy entrance exam.
Who were they kidding. They needed a cop like him, he stood a towering 6'5 had the shoulders and build of an NFL linebacker. He had a cool head and sharp eyes. So what if he wasn't the smartest guy in the world. He was just a little bit slower and more thoughtful.
His blond hair was pulled back in a ponytail, his face rough with two day stubble as he wandered into Victoria secret, making his rounds, when the manager pulled him aside. She was in her late forties, and a pain in his ass. However she had a customer in the bak acting a little off. And as loss prevention e had nothing better to do.
"She is back at the discount bras. You can't miss her. " the manager said, before he turned away.
He got to the back rack, and saw a blond girl looking back and forth between bras. He could only see her from the back, but he couldn't help but notice the bras in her hand were huge. He wakes up to the rack
"Excuse. I'm supposed to get a bra for my sister. I don't suppose you could help
Me out?" He asked as he turned to look at her, fighting the urge to let his jaw drop open.
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