loneiysong
Pulsar
- Joined
- Apr 13, 2012
She sat at her computer laughing. Her friends at her business had dared her 100 bucks that she wouldn't go onto this site and order a woman of her dreams. She said to make it three hundred and they would have a deal. She planned on just printing out the invoice and immediately canceling her order. She had the perfect girl all lined up.
Roxanne smiled as she began to print out the order. She gasped as her power suddenly shut down and to make matters worse there was an explosion outside of her house. She ran out to see her car going up in flames and a man running off from it. She snarled and took off chasing after him.
Several hours, she was coming home from the police department pointing out the man that had broke into her car and had lit her car on fire finding a way to send it aflame. She moved to her bed and fell asleep just so she could have a few hours of sleep. Laying down, she had forgotten all about the deal and the bet.
After a few days had gone by, she was on her way home when she noticed the door mat outside of her apartment was askew. She had kept a key under her door and then opened the door and frowned. Something was off, someone was here. Grabbing her cellphone, she eased in.
Roxanne stood at about 5'6 and was a beautiful hourglass figure. Her black hair was pulled up behind her head. She wore slacks and a white blouse. Her heels were sensible. Walking around, she frowned and looked at her belongings. Nothing seemed to be missing.
Roxanne smiled as she began to print out the order. She gasped as her power suddenly shut down and to make matters worse there was an explosion outside of her house. She ran out to see her car going up in flames and a man running off from it. She snarled and took off chasing after him.
Several hours, she was coming home from the police department pointing out the man that had broke into her car and had lit her car on fire finding a way to send it aflame. She moved to her bed and fell asleep just so she could have a few hours of sleep. Laying down, she had forgotten all about the deal and the bet.
After a few days had gone by, she was on her way home when she noticed the door mat outside of her apartment was askew. She had kept a key under her door and then opened the door and frowned. Something was off, someone was here. Grabbing her cellphone, she eased in.
Roxanne stood at about 5'6 and was a beautiful hourglass figure. Her black hair was pulled up behind her head. She wore slacks and a white blouse. Her heels were sensible. Walking around, she frowned and looked at her belongings. Nothing seemed to be missing.