Rambling Rose
My Aim Is True
- Joined
- Jul 11, 2001
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There's just something so satisfying about feeling someone's tender flesh give under the pressure of my pearly whites.
There is a story that circulates through my family occassionally...apparrently when I was in daycare I got up off the potty and sauntered into the playroom - took a chomp out of some tyke - and waddled back to the bathroom with my drawers around my ankles to finish my business. When I was through I came out of the bathroom like nothing unusual had happened.
I didn't last long at that kiddie kollege.
There is a story that circulates through my family occassionally...apparrently when I was in daycare I got up off the potty and sauntered into the playroom - took a chomp out of some tyke - and waddled back to the bathroom with my drawers around my ankles to finish my business. When I was through I came out of the bathroom like nothing unusual had happened.
I didn't last long at that kiddie kollege.
