Monday, September 30, 2019

Brightened day


Adrian was on his way to work during the brightest day of the month & all he wished for wast the cloudest day a person could ever ask for. Like life though, sometimes all that needs to change is the perspective. "I hate this day! It's too bright & nothing has gone right this entire month. I keep getting hackled by my boss & now this stupid sun? Ugh!!!" Unbeknownst to Adrian I had been passing by & watched over him & heard his complaints. I wondered why on earth such a soul would bother to not try to see this day from another angle. I saw that he needed help & came to his aide. "Hello there. My name is Karen. Here take this flower." Thankfully he listened. Normally I'd  need to be more firm, but my features may have swooned him *Giggles* "Life is already difficult Sakiko. You musn't add on to it." Adr- or rather Sakiko to be more precise smiled. She took in a new fresh of breath air & smelled the scent of the flower.


She hugged me happily & adjusted herself as I walked away. I picked another flower & smiled at her new perspective from a distance. It isn't easy, but we all need help to see another point of view. Sakiko puts her flower in her purse & covers her face from the sun, but even now she spreads her fingers ever so much to smile at the Brightened day as well.


Milked

I knew this was wrong. I couldn't get through the thick fog though. All I could hear for sure was the whirring of the machine attached to my large udders- I mean breast. I didn't even want a job on a farm. I didn't want to work hard for a living. They said the job was easy, but since when is a farm job easy? It was said that they needed much of my time, with no time for a social life. As if gaming online wasn't enough of a social life. I've made it fine coasting through life. What was wrong with that? *buzzer* Ooooh. Here we go again! The machines would pick up pace for about 3 hours in the morning afternoon & evening before bedtime. What sucked the most beside these machines was the pay. A bottle of our own milk. It keeps the mind foggy, but so addictive. I begin to moan among the others trapped here with me, as the machine forces me to be aroused by it's suction. Our conjoined moans mimicking mooing sounds of cows... This was one job that could be milked for all it's worth.

Sunday, September 29, 2019

Quick Chat 34


Hi Hi all! Running around cleaning today. Like the outfit? Talk about Quick Chat. As it turns out I'll be posting late once more, likely tomorrow morning, but more news. Karen my adoptive big sis are niw in a friendly competition... I think it's friendly. Lol. Anywho it's to see who reaches a million views. This will take time for either of us of course, but she has a head start. We both want to show off the beauty of our content. I may even show more caps if possible. Be safe all. 😘

Tuesday, September 24, 2019

Ridding Low


Hector wasn't keen on the idea of being a low rider model, but given his options of the contract he signed, he thought promoting the cars was gonna be easy money. Hector actually let out a genuine smile. a smile that only existed cause he was almost done with the event, while a heavy set guy chilled in his car, secretly admiring his latin ass, from behind his sun glasses. 

Unbeknowenst to Hector or conchita as he had been called for half the day was in for a long ride. He was such an added attraction that they tore his old contract & printed his original signature on to a fresh new long term contract. When Conchita, got on to her hands & knees for one last smile, she could hear the promoter calling out to her about the new contract & on her new permanent job. This made her soft plump lips pout & got mistaken for a kiss to the camera. Conchita was high flying feelings were now ridding low.


Quick Chat 33


Hi Hi all... Sorry been so busy. I'm actually preparing for a week earned vacation from work & informing you from work as I speak. Our A/C is down & fans are out, is not really helping much. I hope your luck is better than mine at the moment. I should be able to post a cap before my departure into my play time & may even be able to post a day or two before my return. If my calculations are correct, I missed Sunday for a birthday day party. *Sigh* I certainly don't miss the babysitting, but at least he had a blast. I'll try to post a cap before the day ends from my side. Be safe all.😘

Sunday, September 15, 2019

Quick Chat 32


Mmm... Hmm? Oh! Hi Hi all! Mmm. I was just taking a nap a while ago & almost fell back in. Today is the correct posting date & thankfully I was able to make time for you all. I just cleared 150,280 a moment ago & am grateful as always to you all from around the world, so many of you make me blush as I see my captions being seen & read by you all. *giggles* Now then it's time to thank the next people from around the world, that thankfully can be as close as just behind our own screen. 😊







Annyeong Annyeong modu! Dangsin-ui uigyeon-e gamsadeulibnida. Geugeos-eun nae ma-eum-eul maeu ttatteushagehabnida. Naneun dangsin moduga gyesog nae mojaleul jeulgigo dangsin-i nae beullogeuleul dasi bangmunhaneun geos-eul bol su issgileul balabnida. 😘


What a veiw...


*sighs* "What a view?" As I approached the edge of the cruise ship, I look out in to the ocean's vastness. It made me feel small & forget all that's happened to me... My life as Tyrone had been erased from all forms of existence, specifically my digital fingerprints. I was a well known journalist & was making waves bigger than this phat ass I now have. Even bigger than the waves this ship was creating. Not surprisingly, this was how I ended up in this mess. I made so many enemies, that tje only conclusion was that it was a group effort. It couldn't have been just the mob or politicians or rival gangs or even the cartels. Everything I made for myself was taken from me as this was the most drastic thing I had ever done to protect my own life. I adjusted myself & feel my bikini bottom sink further in. I resist pulling it out as all eyes are on me when ever I decide to take in the fresh sea air. It took a lot of work to go back to the states, but I did it. I did the captain & the entire crew. I focus back at the ocean to forget all the sea men. Hopefully once I get back I'll be able get some of my old life back. Lord knows being a journalist is out of the question. For now All I can do is enjoy the view & let the guys enjoy their view of me.

Tuesday, September 10, 2019

Screwed (W.W.S)

*Sighs* hopefully, I get the hang of this scheduling thing down soon. Since I was forced to post too soon & ended up posting too late.

Divorces can go either two ways... A clean break or end up like the DCEU & WB or Sony & Disney Spider-Man deal. Nuff said... Take jayson & Celica for example. They wanted nothing ti do with each other & after 6 months of marriage, demanded a divorce. Neither however wanted to go without the last word. It was quite childish in all honesty. What made matters worse, his own lawyer & friend Greg was in reality, banging her behind his back while the two were fighting. This made Jayson furious. The moment the divorce was finalized, Greg turned to Jayson just utterly tired of their bitching & told Jayson directly to his face... "I'm so glad this is over... Enough is enough. You can't stand each other. Leave her be you asshole!" Jayson couldn't believe what he was hearing from his own friend. "I can't wait to just go home & screw your ex, with no more hateful & spiteful talks of hearing your name from her mouth." Jayson leaped at Greg, wrapping his hands around his throat. Just as this was taking place. A wave was consuming the world. "I'll fuck you-!" Up was the last word Jayson would have said if you were all wondering. As the wave passed over the three. Celica, wound up in the body of her ex. This threw her mind for a loop as she, now he got up from the floor to see her old body confused along with Greg. When rhis was all figured out, the question still remained, where were Jayson & Greg? Truth betold, Jayson was & I use that grammer firmly. Was a man of his word. He wound up in the body of some blonde haired woman struggling with both hate & anger to break free. Unbeknowenst to Jasyson, he was fuckung Greg in his new body. Greg coincidently, wound up in the body of a pink & sea foam green haired woman becoming the first lawyer to get screwed by his own client as he struggled for freedom, while being filmed.