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Nicky had the men lined up on Jessica’s right cheek. They were preparing for the siege.
“Huwwy uuuup!” said Jessica.
“You’re in no position to make demands, little lady. You’re on my turf now.”
“No. That’s my tuwf.” She whined. She was a plucky little thing. Sergeant Jed lowered the tip of his M16. into the crevasse. “All clear!” Nicky yelled, in the seargent’s authoritative tone. “I’m goin’ in!”
“What’re you doing in there, children.” Called Mommy. Mommy. He hadn’t banked on this. Not yet. He pulled the rose bud panties up over the fleshy hills. It was too late for Sergeant Jed. He was lost.
Jessica sat up quickly. Too quickly.
“OW!” she yelled.
"Shhh!" said Nicky.
“Ok.” Said Jessica. “I’w shuddup. But next time I go fewst. And we pway wif ponies.”
Thus little Nicky was introduced to the joy of women, and the horror....oh, the horror.
Date Written: March 01, 2004
Author: Jimson S. Sorghum
Average Vote: 3.75