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Little Frankie got up out of bed, knowing he had to go to school.

He turned on the TV to check the weather, but flipped to the wrong channel.

..."Ohhh, yeah, harder, harder!"

..."Yeah bitch eat this massive..."

Oops. Wrong channel Little Frankie thought. He decided to take a chance, and go out in shorts.

It was raining outside, so Little Frankie
ran to school, wet and bothered.

He sat down next to Wendy, his desk partner.

"Little Frankie, why are you darn wet?"

Little Frankie did not want to embarrass himself by saying he didn't check the weather out.

"Well, when I turned on the TV, they had people all naked and rubbing together, so I guessed it was nice outside."

"They were rubbing?"

"Yeah"

"Can I see?"

Little Frankie agreed. He never had a girl in his house, so went to a pay phone, and phoned Gramps.

"Gee Gramps there is this girl in my school that saw me all wet, but then she wanted to go home with me to watch naked people rubbing together. What should I do?"

...

"Well, Little Frankie, you have to set a perfect mood."

"What does that mean Gramps?"

"You have to have Candals I think, and some music, and you should have protection I guess."

"Gee thanks!"

"And if the ol' girl throws herself at you, be gentle!"

Little Frankie was so exited, now he could make this a special play day!

Wendy and Little Frankie went over, and Frankie put on AC/DC and lit some candals. He sat down carefully, slingshot in his pants, next to Wendy, and turned to the strange rubbing channel...



If this is getting to retarded or atrocious, please tell me and i'll stop.

CountBlabula

hahaha!

I think you should stop there unless you are a creative genius.

SevenWritez

You stopped after asking us if you should stop? Gosh. Anyways, as I begin to stroke myself, I nod to the notion that yes, you continue. I'm totally hard right now. This story is totally painting some imagery. If any of you know who "Ken Kaniff," is...well, in his voice...

"Oooooooooh, yeeeeeeeeeeah."

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Truth-Teller

By all means, keep going.

Let's see if you can wrap it up nicely.

bobothegoat

I typically believe I should be putting less time and effort into commenting on somebody's writing than he or she put into the writing itself.

I have already broken this principle.

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