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Bad Whore

She was not a good whore she was bad. A bad big-boned whore rotten to the core. Bad whore had a pimp but even he was better than her. Her customers were drunks, mostly punks and skunks. She worked the streets until her thighs got too big and her ass began to drag. She fell in with a bad crowd They robbed a pharmacy but they stayed too long - now the cops come. The guys began to run but not that bad whore, she pulled a pistol, shot one cop dead wounded the other, they said but he got his shot off, he did; plugged her in the liver it did. She stood there cussing screaming for more until that bad whore fell dead to the floor. She was not a good girl; need I say no more?

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Date: 1/29/2020 5:53:00 PM
Hello Eric Ashford, then she got what she deserved. have a nice evening my friend.
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Eric Ashford
Date: 1/29/2020 7:04:00 PM
Hi Darlene, yep I guess she did. Some folks are just incorrigible. Thank you for taking a look.

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