Fayner Posts: It’s tought to fool me. Real tough. I’m a sharp as an Eagle’s claw, as observant as an Eagle’s eye, as rare as an Eagle’s semen.
What? Huh?
Oh, so I popped over to Jenna’s place this afternoon ’cause she said she’d make me lunch while we finished our thrilling game of Risk. I was winning.
I get to Jenna’s place, her door is locked. Unusual, especially for the nun-like Jenna and her wholesome self.
No answer when I rang the bell, nor when I pounded on the door.
So I looked through the kitchen window.
Inside, I saw the most unusual thing I’ve ever seen.
Jenna Presley was sucking cock! Can you believe it? Jenna?
Travis was there, too.
I turned and ran away. I began to cry, thinking that the last good girl, the only woman I know who doesn’t crave penis has turned to the dark side like so many before her.
Travis unleashed his wad all over my Eurpoean stronghold on the Risk board.
Game over.