“She ran her fingers over his large, hairy ass, breathing in the intoxicating aroma of nacho cheese flavored chips and an elixir of dewey goodness.

‘Call me senpai kuhn’ he whispered, eyes closed, a toothy grin on his poorly shaven face. She thought it was awkward, but she wanted to be nice so she just lay there silently.

As Brent fumbled with the condom, trying in vain to pull it over his flaccid stump, she nuzzled her head against his chin pubes and gazed listlessly at his katana collection in the back corner of the shack- obscured by what looked like statues of 4 year old girls…”