The V Stripper.
Written by O.S Feathers
I walked to her naked and pushed her to the bed. She lay there flat.
“Don’t tell me you did not know what to do?” I said and and see began to sluggishly pull off her clothes.
“What in the world is wrong with you? What’s so special about being a flower. If you do not want to get f —-k ,why coming to strip?”
“I never intended to sir ,situation of things out me into it ” she said and I stood still for a while.
I sat on the bed and my verve to f–k suddenly evaporated.
I sighed angrily and touched my manhood but noticed it was flat.
“Fine ,what happened ?” I asked and she sat at a sitting position.
“I loose myself anytime I narrate it sir. I do not think I’m in the right mood to narrate it.”
“Then you must be crazy!” I bursted our angrily. “Seriously crazy? Like what the f—k . ”
I climbed her and tored he clothes into pieces. I removed her p@n-ties and found out the b—–ch was even on menstruation.
“goddamn it! ” I cursed as I stood.
“I will be the one to take your flower still.” I said and stood few distance away from her ,pacing to and fro.
“You were about to rape me sir?” She said.
“Yes ,and it might land you to jail.”
“Yes , but I can let you have it freely. ”
“Oh! Really?” I kept repeating those words cause I’m really getting pissed at her.
“Sure ,you pay me 50,000 dollar and I let you have my flower.”
“Oh! Fine. I’ll only pay you after I’d taken your flower. ” I said.
“It’s alright by me. ” She said.