The weight was pressing back on him. The

The weight was pressing back on him. The tendons in his neck were as tight as guitar strings. His elbows quivered. And then his hands started to move. The sweat caused his grip to
to falter. How much longer could the tanker rest on his shoulders. The servos pulled too hard at the organics and started detaching in Nanotech self preservation-But she was worth
her weight in gold? I think not. I took action. Per Glenn's instructions, I immediately called Goldline for some information
, such as, when was the last time anybody bought galoshes at the 5 and 10? Or, just what was Gladys doing with the tub of pudding. Such was the life of
a shopper at the dollar store. Some days, you bought a tub of pudding. But they don't make galoshes anymore, do they? Gladys steeled herself, as best she could, and headed for
the grocery isle. She decided to take her chances with the bean and weenies. Been a long time since she treated herself. Today was a special day. "Ok now I need some White Rain and
perfume for the nether regions. You never know. I could get lucky with this guy from affairs 4 u.". She wanted to maximize her opportunities while her husband was on a business tri
cycle expedition across the Andes. He'd be gone for another 3 weeks and she was so sex-starved she thought a square looked phallic. She put on the black undies (oh, yeah) and got
a little gun-shy when she peered in the mirror. She reminded herself she was no prude, she married an Italian after all. So, he hiked up the black undies over he belly paunch and
produced the greatest Italian camel toe the ensemble had ever seen. And with that Sadie the 62-year-old burlesque dancer's performance came to a denoument. The audience roared!

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