Love Her Hardcore

Renato Olympo

Pan Narak read in her university major project studies goals to achieve greater results she must take black magic to strengthen her dark mind psychological manipulation.

To enhance her powers she decided on a goat in ritual obtaining the forbidden god of fertility powers.

She took a small goat back to her unfinished private school building.

"Hey little one. Don't worry."

She lowered her jeans and brushed her love spot a couple times to generate her saliva.

She smelled it and licked it.

"Hmmm, what a great flavor."

Her hand gives it to a small goat on a leash. He licks it. She cuts his throat hugging him in love whispering magical words of last goodbye.

She takes fresh blood running off it's throat while a goat fallen on the floor is looking at her and he is jerking before his eyes shut.

She kisses the goat's last good kiss and rubs his blood to her fertility spot thinking it will strengthen her libido and make her great success in love, work and money.

She told her mother she needs one goat from her back garden because she wanted to feast because her good friend Ban Toya is visiting their home.

She stands up, pulls her jeans up and looks at dead meat before she cuts it into pieces to bring back home, season, stuff it and roast it well.

"Kop Kun Krap dead goat."

She kicks it and continues cutting it off flesh separating waste from raw meat.

***

Renato Olympo arrives at the massage parlor.

He is happy his daughter did greet and meet him in Bangkok's international airport.

His friends were unable to recognize how she grew so well and how glamorous charm she radiates meeting them.

His first thought was after a long flight to have his back fixed. It was his shoulder constant problem he needed to repair after heavy physical work.

He walks in and throws his t-shirt to the table chair and sits on the massage table before she walks in.

"Kop Kun Krap." She walks in.

He looks at her. "I need a back massage."

She kneels before his back and starts manipulating his joints.

She is half his size but able to make Renato Olympo feel he is in deeper pain forcing him to forget his back problem.

His friends are drinking mango juice cocktails on the opposite street and talking about how she was all those years.

"I am fine."

"Really. Did this Dutchman leave you?"

"I am happy because I was about to break him in half."

"Yeh. He was such a loser."

"If I were you I would hang his balls I cut off somewhere in my bedroom to bring good luck and scare bad spirits away."

She smiles looking at her father's friends.

"We took urine laws. We do not talk about urine."

"He means no trash talk. We are here to deal with him and pour a couple pints before we collect our toys from the sand box and head back home, apapa."

She is left surprised about her father's housemates.

"What is your name?"

"I am Si Si Guantanamera."