
Back when I was still in high school, there was this teacher. For the sake of this tale, and to protect the not so innocent, we shall call her Ruby.
She loved the colour blue, everything in her classroom was blue. At the time, it was my favourite colour too. One lunchtime she asked me if she could have a word. So I hung back, waited for everyone to leave.
She turns to me and tells me that she noticed how I looked at her (She was incredibly attractive, so you can't blame me) She stold me that it was ok, that she wanted me. As she leaned over my desk, I saw how much she really loved blue. She had black hair, with a blue-ish tinge to it, blue lipstick, blue nails. What stood out most about her though was here eyes. They were the most dazzling green you could imagine. And as I stood, transfixed by the emerald within the sea of blue, she whipped out her cock with it's white gold and Sapphire Prince Albert and smacked me across the forehead with it.
THAT is how I got the lightning shaped scar on my forehead. That is how I became known as the Jewel Thief.
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Mon 9 Feb 2009, 3:27,
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She loved the colour blue, everything in her classroom was blue. At the time, it was my favourite colour too. One lunchtime she asked me if she could have a word. So I hung back, waited for everyone to leave.
She turns to me and tells me that she noticed how I looked at her (She was incredibly attractive, so you can't blame me) She stold me that it was ok, that she wanted me. As she leaned over my desk, I saw how much she really loved blue. She had black hair, with a blue-ish tinge to it, blue lipstick, blue nails. What stood out most about her though was here eyes. They were the most dazzling green you could imagine. And as I stood, transfixed by the emerald within the sea of blue, she whipped out her cock with it's white gold and Sapphire Prince Albert and smacked me across the forehead with it.
THAT is how I got the lightning shaped scar on my forehead. That is how I became known as the Jewel Thief.

THAT is how I got the lightning shaped scar on my forehead. That is how I became known as Roy Vasey.
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Mon 9 Feb 2009, 3:32,
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Mrs. King is healed for the sake of your peace.
I'd be content drouet was the first waiter, the waiter Robert in a deadly embrace round their branches like, however, a fishmonger, one of their cousins!
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Mon 9 Feb 2009, 3:35,
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I'd be content drouet was the first waiter, the waiter Robert in a deadly embrace round their branches like, however, a fishmonger, one of their cousins!
