meestho
Really Experienced
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- Aug 17, 2004
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Mr Junon was sitting in the back seat of his limo as they were strolling trough the dirtiest streets of New-York. It was the third that he had done this sort of activity trough his 29 years in this city. A powerful business man he had taken a habit of taking young girls who were living in the streets out of them. Twice he had done so already. His offer was a simple one, they would lodged and fed at his home and given opportunity to complete school but in exchange they would have to serve him sexually. Once they would be apt to live on their own, they would be freed from him.
Junon smirk as he putted his glasses on and adjusted his tie. "I can't believe how easy it is. He looked outside, trying to find the perfect girl. It was his third night without any success but he felt that tonight would be the one. His bodyguard was sitting next him alert to any danger as this was not the easiest of neighborhood. Finally, he spotted a young girl in the shadows of an alley.
"Stop the car and open the door for me" The car stopped and his bodyguard went out to open his door. Mr Junon got out of the limo. Although he was an impressive man out of 6 feet 6 inches and his 240 pounds of muscle the way he was standing was even more intimidating. Dressed in a white tailored suit he had long blond hair in a pony tail and was holding a walking cane made out of oak, the pomel in pure silver. He approached cautiously the girl stepping into the alley.
"Little girl are you alright?"
Junon smirk as he putted his glasses on and adjusted his tie. "I can't believe how easy it is. He looked outside, trying to find the perfect girl. It was his third night without any success but he felt that tonight would be the one. His bodyguard was sitting next him alert to any danger as this was not the easiest of neighborhood. Finally, he spotted a young girl in the shadows of an alley.
"Stop the car and open the door for me" The car stopped and his bodyguard went out to open his door. Mr Junon got out of the limo. Although he was an impressive man out of 6 feet 6 inches and his 240 pounds of muscle the way he was standing was even more intimidating. Dressed in a white tailored suit he had long blond hair in a pony tail and was holding a walking cane made out of oak, the pomel in pure silver. He approached cautiously the girl stepping into the alley.
"Little girl are you alright?"