HOE-ETRY

The Welcoming Committee.

To the office of chairman (chair, couch, bed, futon, beanbag, trunk, or back seat. She was up for the dare, dressed for egress.

And would not put up a fight.

It was very well known on a bro's first day out. His crew would come through, with something to screw.

36 six months since he last took a piece. Well less than but in the can, no one counts mud polling pretty Pete.

Anxious, he knows the stories of hoes the team has working by rumor they are sensation.

Busty and built, filthy but shy.

Coy but they crave hard cock.

Best of it is, they know the biz, and understand there ain't no safe or no quit, and no stop.

First day first night if it goes on for half a hour or till third days light. To have and to hold, bitch do what you're told. You will wait. You will take it. And you will shut the fuck up too.

Now I lost my bone. Cant cum out a soft dick. On your knees. Now you're going to learn. He slaps her hard across the face. Grabs her hair and slaps her tits. Then says this whore don't know her place.

As she lifts his phone dial. He works his way around then pisses in her face.

That seemed to be the signal, indicating he was done. Not done with the hurt and abuse of the flesh sent for use. But that all who were willing could join the fun.

They seemed to come from everywhere and everyone that came. Gave hard slaps to sting and welt that ass. Then spit as cock slip out.

Body broken spirit spent. She is good for nothing now. Thats not true for they all knew a hit would bring her right back round. Dope pushed in. Her tits pushed up. She made a long deep lusty moaning sound. Some one said hey little whore are you ok?

Where are my clothes?

My shoes? What did you give me? Oh, oh my, somebody!

Somebody please!!

What little whore they keto to the play.

Somebody please fuck my pussy. She heard herself say.

To an uproar of laughter.

You don't get to say. We decide when where who why and how you fuck. You say nothing but yes master then you give it up.

Now tits on the hood ass facing this way. Each time you look back we're adding a day.

You know you're doing all of this and more. So I wouldn't press your luck.

No one is gonna rescue you.

Did lots of things.

Your actions scream

This girl's a total hoe!

I was foolish, I was blind.

What you hid I didn't know.

Then one day you looked my way.

Was on my way as you said

With a smile. Let's go.

One thing, that's to be for sure in this life.

You cannot make a vengeful hoe, into a wife.

Save the effort just know it's a concrete rule. You may try but you'll fail.

Take it from a fool.

Be wise.

You could love her and love her true.

She break your whole heart

Spirit and will.

Don't let her or she will win.

She makes her living crushing men.

I tell you she's scorned now you've been warned.

Do as you wish, you are still free.

Or step on up and take a shot. How bad could it be.

How bad?

Real bad. Years gone and I'm still sad.

Wrecked by the one called.

Hoe-etry.

There's something Else!

There is no need for a luncheon today. It's come to my attention that while taking in a brisk winter stroll. There was another disturbance, something to the effect of Zombies (I chuckled even to type such a term) this was the account of a freighted adolescent. I'll press on.

Seems that young and his frightening loud but still well concealed classmate were in the midst of a long long drawn out game of hide and seek. To which they thought they were but along in the Dogg park. Surely had no intention to ruin anyones evening.