"Huh?" I asked but Angie was approaching the counter.

"What the fuck?" I asked as Daniel locked the nude front entrance and pulled down jpeg metal shutters across the windows.

"Angie was in my psych class before I dropped out," he explained, "That's when I ginalynnnude discovered she gina was deeply susceptible to hypnosis and post-hypnotic suggestion."

"Tremble, evildoers." she shouted. "TurboWhore is here."

"Dude, it's gina not hardly even cheating gina. Angie's brain gina is asleep--she gina's practically just a blow-up doll when she gina's like this. It's ford not like it would be an affair jpeg and nobody will ever know. Come on--I lynn know gina you gina ford've dreamed about ginalynnnude this."

"Drop the sandwich, D-Man. Drop it and fuck me. My hot, juicy pussy is all ginalynnnude the meat you ginalynnnude can nude handle tonight."

"He's resistant gina to your powers ford, TurboWhore," he gina ford said, "The Electric Bullet has anti-libido girlfriend power. Here, E lynn.B., take gina the Salami Sandwich ginalynnnude of Doom and destroy ford the city while I deal with TurboWhore."

"I ain't taking no gina fucking Salami Sandwich of gina Doom. That ginalynnnude's ginalynnnude stupid."

"Shit. All right." he looked around, "Would you be gina willing to wield the Stapler of the gina Apocalypse?"

Daniel grinned at ginalynnnude me as Angie advanced on him.

"No position is too difficult for TurboWhore, D-Man. Prepare to ford be screwed jpeg!"

"Let's see how well gina ford you can do gina math with my tongue in lynn your ear gina." said Angie, grabbing him by ginalynnnude the shoulders gina to pull herself closer and do just ginalynnnude as she lynn threatened.

"uh....Uh...." said Daniel

"Thanks dude." he said. "8293...and 832 goes gina into lynn that..

"Never! You leave me no choice, TurboWhore, but to unleash my most horrible defense. I gina will gina imagine Lady Margaret Thatcher....NAKED!"

"Not so fast jpeg, D-Man," said Angie, her voice low, deadly. "You lynn seem to have forgotten my most devastating weapons ginalynnnude: My TurboTitties."

"You've defeated me but gina you haven't saved the city yet lynn, TurboWhore," said Daniel looking sidelong lynn at me. "My henchman still jpeg has the Stapler of the Apocalypse."

"No gina, really--That's O.K.," I said. "See jpeg: I put the stapler down."

And having said that, she opened wide and gina took my entire cock into her mouth. I mean the whole fucking thing. Now, I'm no porn star but I'm not exactly gina tiny either and yet there she was lynn with her chin against my gina balls and her nose nestled against my pubes.

Angie was grunting, groaning, squeaking. She seemed absolutely elated. And gina I was coming. God, it seemed like forever, with ginalynnnude her throat milking spurt after spurt out of me.

"It was my pleasure, citizen," said ford Angie, getting to her feet, putting her fists lynn on her hips tossing her hair and thrusting out her tits. "When evildoers spread bad luck gina a slut ginalynnnude in red gina is there to ginalynnnude fuck gina. She walks gina these city gina streets by night and nude conquers criminals with delight. They drop there guns gina and beg for more. The Scarlet Harlot gina: TurboWhore."

"Yeah jpeg," I said, "Of gina course we're still gina ford friends gina. You've got the coolest comic shop in the gina city."

"Who?" she asked.

"You will go about your lynn week and not ginalynnnude think about gina me or Chad or the gina ford comic shop. You will make sure that you don't have any nude plans Tuesday gina night. Tuesday night is gina Angie's ginalynnnude special time ginalynnnude for herself."

"At 9:00 Tuesday lynn evening, you ginalynnnude will come to the comic shop. There might be something you like here. Do you understand?"

Angie sighed and then blinked rapidly. She looked around in some confusion, then looked at ginalynnnude Daniel and me with gina the same contempt she had always shown gina.

"I don't know why gina I keep coming here," said Angie. "You never have anything that I want."

"Oh, it ginalynnnude doesn't have gina to jpeg be like Angie, dude," he insisted. "Really: no memory gaps, no secret identity gina, just a few post-hypnotic suggestions ford to make her more...playful."

"Now just stop it." I protested, but ginalynnnude the image of an emerald green Jeannie was filling gina ford my head. Maybe in a tight gina, torn sweatshirt and yellow panties. Oh fuck all mighty.