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Aug 19, 2022 20:45:13 GMT -5
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Post by Influence 2: Electric Boogaloo on Aug 19, 2022 20:45:13 GMT -5
She’s absolutely stunning, dark brown skin and beautiful flowing black hair. Her dress is black and stunning, the latest fashion of course, between her dark skin and clothing it causes an amazing contrast with the bright gold around her neck on her wrists and on her fingers. Whoever she might be, she is definitely owning walking through the hallway of this massive house. In her hand is a phone that is up to her ear, as she strolls through the house talking with an unknown person on the other end.
WOMAN: All I know is this, his alimony payments better increase now that he’s working in a second wrestling company.
With that, she shares a laugh with the phone.
WOMAN: You know damn right it will. Look, his ass might be a lawyer, but I got myself a better one when it came to the divorce. I wasn’t about to let him off the hook that simple, and as a result the more money he makes, the more money I make.
She swoops by a counter and scoops up a half filled flute glass of champagne or at least something clear and obviously bubbly. Laughing at what the other person says she polishes off a good amount of the liquid before putting the flute back down. She then positions herself in front of a white envelope sitting on her quartz countertop.
WOMAN: Hold up, I’m about to open this up and see exactly what this OCW money is about to allow me to buy next.
Sure enough she puts the phone down, picks up the letter and opens that up. She unfolds the paper looking for the dollar amount on the check.
Then she begins to start breathing faster.
And faster.
And faster.
Holy shit, she’s really going to do this?
She runs her free hand through her perfect black hair, she twists the gold chain around her neck and she tips her head and lets out an earth-shattering mo--
We cut to the logo:
And end.
WOMAN: All I know is this, his alimony payments better increase now that he’s working in a second wrestling company.
With that, she shares a laugh with the phone.
WOMAN: You know damn right it will. Look, his ass might be a lawyer, but I got myself a better one when it came to the divorce. I wasn’t about to let him off the hook that simple, and as a result the more money he makes, the more money I make.
She swoops by a counter and scoops up a half filled flute glass of champagne or at least something clear and obviously bubbly. Laughing at what the other person says she polishes off a good amount of the liquid before putting the flute back down. She then positions herself in front of a white envelope sitting on her quartz countertop.
WOMAN: Hold up, I’m about to open this up and see exactly what this OCW money is about to allow me to buy next.
Sure enough she puts the phone down, picks up the letter and opens that up. She unfolds the paper looking for the dollar amount on the check.
Then she begins to start breathing faster.
And faster.
And faster.
Holy shit, she’s really going to do this?
She runs her free hand through her perfect black hair, she twists the gold chain around her neck and she tips her head and lets out an earth-shattering mo--
We cut to the logo:
“THIS SEASON ON NON-STOP ORGASMS!”
And end.