FLASHBACK: September 17, 1787 in Philadelphia, Pencilvania
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Assante FLOP
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You sat submerged in a milk bath, which was a must in your nightly beauty routine to stay youthful and smelling grate. Frequently, the doorbell rang.
It was your pizza delivery.
You submurged from the copper tub, put on your silk Channel robe and briskly walked to the entrance of your gorgeous brownstone townhouse.
You opened the door to see the secksiest pizza delivery man...ever. He was tall and muscular and you couldn't quite tell his ethnicity...he must be eurasian. You dropped your flute of champion at the sight of him in shock.
"Uh...hey here's your Pizza," he said.
"Oh yeah?" you said, leaning up against the doorway and kicking your feet up in the air and arching them to look secksy.
"Yeah.." he replied.
"Wow yeah....," you replied, biting your lip. There were a few seconds of awkward silence, and then you asked if the pizza boy wanted to come in and share the pizza with you.
Frequently a completely unexpected gust of wind came by, blowing your silk robe completely off, leaving your womanhood exposed to the pizza boy and also everyone walking by on the street.
"Oh wow! Guess we better get inside before these nips poke your eye out!" you said.
The pizza boy followed you into your kitchen, where you proceeded to stand on the countertop and spread your legs completely out to your sides in a splits.
The pizza boy couldn't help but stair up into you.
"This is my favorite yoga position," you said. "Nom mist hay."
You picked a peace of pizza out of the box and started to rub it over your bobs.
The pizza boy licked his lips.
Your hand, with the pizza in it, migrated down to your puss puss, which was spread wide open on the counter still. You shoved the cheesey piece of pizza up into you.
"You hungry?" you asked the pizza boy.
"Mmmmm num num num yes I am......." he growled, and approached you.
Rotating your pelvic bone forward, you formed a bowl with your puss that he could eat the pizza out of. And eat he did! After a quick minute, your puss puss had even less cheese in it than before this delivery!
"Thanks for the food," said the pizza delivery boy.
"No problem. I love to feed the needy. My name's Assante, by the way," you replied.
"My name's Zæn."
"Nice to meet you," you said. "Come back sometime soon. I might need some sausage to go on my pizza x."
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AUTHOR NOTE:
This one goes out to all the Aszænte stans! I know you guys have been a little deprived, so I thought I'd release their original origin.
xoxo love u guys and thanks for reading
