Four friends kept warm around a pot of white rice and chicken. Amir chewed at the chicken bits and watched David gorge himself like a dog in biscuit heaven. He told David of the sauce in his lap. David shot towards his bag for a fresh pair of jeans. Amir dug at his eye and squinted as to not let the others know he was peeping on David undressing.
Margot shoveled her share of poultry into Jorge's bowl in favor of the mix's rice and butter sauce. Amir grew tired of her bullshit, having spent an hour making the chicken. She'd always get on his nerves. Jorge was a much better companion. He became stuck with Margot when his parents disapproved of him and Jorge's "sinful" relationship. Then David waltzed into his world as a godsend to help him out of his rut.
He dumped the hot pot of rice over Margot. They saw the grains embed into her beautiful skin. The two stood, pointing and laughing "Smello! Smello! Piss and mello!" and urinated all over Margot's burning flesh. David didn't intervene. The towering ape slammed a Monster in his bean bag chair instead. When the piss fountains emptied, Jorge threw one last kick at Margot's jaw. He'd disfigured her for a lifetime. Amir turned to David and sat on his legs like a stripper in the club.
"Please, please, please fug me, Doodle," he begged to David's expressionless face.
"Okey," David said. He pulled Amir's fat face closer for a kiss. Jorge hovered over them, trying to sneak a smooch, too. Amir and David opened their arms and welcomed the fat man to an orgy of kissing and slobbering. Margot kept vomiting in the corner.
"You not fug my boy fried Aryan," she demanded between spouts of piss puke.
"Heck you, Marmalade," said David. He lifted the mini fridge with one hand and blasted that bodacious bitch out the wall, all while elbow-deep inside Jorge's anus.
"Fug me, Armchair," said David.
"Ok, Damn Daniel," said Amir. The stout, pale man put his wiggling wand inside the bigfoot and loved him all night long.
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