SusanJillParker
I'm 100% woman
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They closed my thread. Oh, my God. I can't believe it. They closed my thread.
I came by to have my coffee while watching CNN news to find my thread closed.
My TV, my laptop, and my purse are still in there. I can see them from the outside window. Oh, there's Laurel.
Geez, I thought she was taller than that. Even at her age, she still is quite beautiful and she does have wicked big tits. Her breasts are as big as my huge breasts. Obviously, she's not wearing her high heels but sneakers is why she looks shorter than I remember her the last time I saw her at her castle.
Actually, with her money, I thought she would have hired people to clean out closed threads. I remember when they cleaned out Scouries three level thread, they found the late, great Anna Nicole's panties and Ozzie Osborne's glasses.
'Hmm, I wonder what they do with all of this stuff. Literotica should give it away as prizes but I need my pocketbook and laptop back. I don't care so much about the TV.
"Hello? Laurel? Hello? I left my pocketbook and laptop in there. Would you allow me in to get them? Please."
Obviously she's busy. She just held up her index finger. I guess I'll just have to wait until she's done with whatever she's doing.
Wait, what is she doing now? Oh, my God! I can't believe what I'm seeing. She's beating someone with a whip. Oh, my God! She has TxRad, Sr71plt, and LoveCraft68 tied up and thrown in the corner and she's whipping them.
"Whip them for me, Laurel. Whip them harder for me! Whip the shit out of them for being so mean to me."
'Whip! Whip! Whip! Whip!'
"And anytime you see a thread by SusanJillParker, you leave her the Hell alone. Do you hear me? Do you understand?"
'Whip! Whip! Whip! Whip!'
"She's my most prolific writer. She writes the best stories and I make a lot of money from fans reading what she writes. You three are only interested in making idiotic, nonsensical posts on my forum boards. You three stooges are only here to start trouble. You three morons act as if you own the place.
'Whip! Whip! Whip! Whip!'
"Please Laurel, don't whip me again," cried Sr71plt. "I'm just a little, old gay man. I'm sorry for bashing Dr. Susan Jill Parker. I promise never to be mean to her again. I promise never to lie about her ever again."
'Whip! Whip! Whip! Whip!'
"Please Laurel, I'm an elderly dyke of a woman," said TxRad. "Please stop whipping me. Okay, okay, I admit that I'm not from Texas but New Hampshire. I promise never to write another mean lie about Dr. Susan Jill Parker again."
'Whip! Whip! Whip! Whip!'
"Oh, my God," said LoveCraft. "Whip me again, only harder. After you whip me, would you mind stretching me on the rack. Hopefully you can make me taller than 4'9" height," said LoveCraft.
Laurel glared at the three poor excuses for humans.
"I'm not done with you. You three stay right there until I bring the hot tar to a boil and open my bag of feathers."
Laurel opened the front door.
"I'm so sorry you had to see that, Dr. Susan Jill Parker. Come get your things. I'm sorry for how these three idiots mistreated you. Every time you post a thread while minding your own business and not bothering anyone but adding entertainment to the forum boards, all of these whacko men come out of the woodwork to bash your threads. You have my sincerest and deepest apologies, Dr. Susan Jill Parker," said Laurel bowing.
I gave her a hug only our huge breasts prevented us from hugging one another too close and too hard.
"Thank you, Laurel. And please, I know you've been trying to give me more Green E's but I have enough. I don't want to be a Green E hog. Save them for someone else. Actually, I'd love to see you give a Green E to Miss TxRad or the dwarf, LoveCraft."
Laurel looked at me as if I had lost my mind.
"Never," said Laurel. "I'd never give a Green E to either of those troublemakers. If only everyone could be more like you, Dr. Susan Jill Parker, I wouldn't have to close threads."
I looked at Laurel and smiled.
"Not everyone can be as kind, loving, gracious, polite, open, honest, modest, and entertaining as me," I said.
Dr. Susan Jill Parker
I came by to have my coffee while watching CNN news to find my thread closed.
My TV, my laptop, and my purse are still in there. I can see them from the outside window. Oh, there's Laurel.
Geez, I thought she was taller than that. Even at her age, she still is quite beautiful and she does have wicked big tits. Her breasts are as big as my huge breasts. Obviously, she's not wearing her high heels but sneakers is why she looks shorter than I remember her the last time I saw her at her castle.
Actually, with her money, I thought she would have hired people to clean out closed threads. I remember when they cleaned out Scouries three level thread, they found the late, great Anna Nicole's panties and Ozzie Osborne's glasses.
'Hmm, I wonder what they do with all of this stuff. Literotica should give it away as prizes but I need my pocketbook and laptop back. I don't care so much about the TV.
"Hello? Laurel? Hello? I left my pocketbook and laptop in there. Would you allow me in to get them? Please."
Obviously she's busy. She just held up her index finger. I guess I'll just have to wait until she's done with whatever she's doing.
Wait, what is she doing now? Oh, my God! I can't believe what I'm seeing. She's beating someone with a whip. Oh, my God! She has TxRad, Sr71plt, and LoveCraft68 tied up and thrown in the corner and she's whipping them.
"Whip them for me, Laurel. Whip them harder for me! Whip the shit out of them for being so mean to me."
'Whip! Whip! Whip! Whip!'
"And anytime you see a thread by SusanJillParker, you leave her the Hell alone. Do you hear me? Do you understand?"
'Whip! Whip! Whip! Whip!'
"She's my most prolific writer. She writes the best stories and I make a lot of money from fans reading what she writes. You three are only interested in making idiotic, nonsensical posts on my forum boards. You three stooges are only here to start trouble. You three morons act as if you own the place.
'Whip! Whip! Whip! Whip!'
"Please Laurel, don't whip me again," cried Sr71plt. "I'm just a little, old gay man. I'm sorry for bashing Dr. Susan Jill Parker. I promise never to be mean to her again. I promise never to lie about her ever again."
'Whip! Whip! Whip! Whip!'
"Please Laurel, I'm an elderly dyke of a woman," said TxRad. "Please stop whipping me. Okay, okay, I admit that I'm not from Texas but New Hampshire. I promise never to write another mean lie about Dr. Susan Jill Parker again."
'Whip! Whip! Whip! Whip!'
"Oh, my God," said LoveCraft. "Whip me again, only harder. After you whip me, would you mind stretching me on the rack. Hopefully you can make me taller than 4'9" height," said LoveCraft.
Laurel glared at the three poor excuses for humans.
"I'm not done with you. You three stay right there until I bring the hot tar to a boil and open my bag of feathers."
Laurel opened the front door.
"I'm so sorry you had to see that, Dr. Susan Jill Parker. Come get your things. I'm sorry for how these three idiots mistreated you. Every time you post a thread while minding your own business and not bothering anyone but adding entertainment to the forum boards, all of these whacko men come out of the woodwork to bash your threads. You have my sincerest and deepest apologies, Dr. Susan Jill Parker," said Laurel bowing.
I gave her a hug only our huge breasts prevented us from hugging one another too close and too hard.
"Thank you, Laurel. And please, I know you've been trying to give me more Green E's but I have enough. I don't want to be a Green E hog. Save them for someone else. Actually, I'd love to see you give a Green E to Miss TxRad or the dwarf, LoveCraft."
Laurel looked at me as if I had lost my mind.
"Never," said Laurel. "I'd never give a Green E to either of those troublemakers. If only everyone could be more like you, Dr. Susan Jill Parker, I wouldn't have to close threads."
I looked at Laurel and smiled.
"Not everyone can be as kind, loving, gracious, polite, open, honest, modest, and entertaining as me," I said.
Dr. Susan Jill Parker
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