The Junkie Revelation.

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The Junkie Revelation.

Jimmy Crack Stems was getting crack attacks during his banausic subway ride to uptown, he had to get himself off, he was going through the smoke shakes and he needed to rub one off to get through this monotonous ride, so just to feel a adrenaline rush from a self inflicted orgasm, he limped to the back of the subway car and started to precariously unbuckle his belt, Jimmy Crack Stems whipped it out and began to stroke it. Crack Stems was hunched down in between the back seats in the far back car hacking away at a limpy half dry erection. He looked like someone holding a half cooked strand of spaghetti performing a weird magic trick, and he was working his hardest at trying to make magic happen. Crack Stems had sweat dripping and he was making a weird grunting sound while he adjusted his position in the seat. By now people were watching him as he was fervently jerking away but Jimmy, reluctantly getting his noodle hard, started to think of the woman working the counter at "Willy's Brown Eye Burgers and Milkshakes" who's bathroom he uses to wash his balls and socks, she always has her blouse unbuttoned just enough for the name tag that says "Big Becky" to hang low enough to see her nipple, it was pierced with a bright blue plastic barbell and always wore pink lipstick and chewed nicotine gum that she would vexatiously snap when she talked, the thoughts of her got him pumping hard and out of nowhere he popped! Jimmy Crack Stems shit shot out like a expired can of silly string at the same time the train stopped.

  By now people were watching him as he was fervently jerking away but Jimmy, reluctantly getting his noodle hard, started to think of the woman working the counter at "Willy's Brown Eye Burgers and Milkshakes" who's bathroom he uses to wash his b...

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Jimmy turned around mid ejaculation and it sprayed it all over a woman sitting their with her little french poodle who both were staring at Jimmy with their mouth open in utter disgust of the vile act being performed right in front of them. They both took a money shot to the face she started to scream, the french poodle began barking then started to lick up the mess. Jimmy Crack Stems pulled his tattered jeans up and stumbled out of the subway while searching his pockets to make sure he didn't drop his work rig, crack kit, or coin rolls which he was going to pay the dealer with.

Jimmy Crack Stems had about $17.21 mostly in dimes and he was headed Uptown to get himself a 20 piece and not of Chicken McNuggets, but of crack rocks. Jimmy Crack Stems had a few main dealers Uptown and usually went shopping around the hood to check the rocks and see which dealer had the best stones. The key attributes Crack Stems looked for in his crack rocks were color, consistency, fragrance, texture, and the most important SIZE, Jimmy was always looking for the fatter rocks and his main man today was a loquacious pimp named "Long Dick Chappy" who's cardinal gig was putting bitches on the track, but dabbled in the sales and exchange of cooked cocaine otherwise known as certified Grade-A crack rock.

Crack Stems loved smoking up hard rocks of cooked up cocaine and this batch was cut up and portioned out by "Long Dick Chappy's" bottom bitch Ms. Sheila Rhinestones Pasquale. Sheila Rhinestones was a DEA agents ex-wife. The DEA agent who's addiction to snorting ketamine and cocaine was banned from being a officer of the law forced his spouse to start hooking the streets which led to a divorce but not before she met her new daddy Long Dick Chappy who insisted she stay business partners with her ex-husband because he had the plug from all the years of law enforcement and locking up king pins and drug lords had connections with a pure cocaine plug in Papa New Guinea. The Papa New Guinea Crime Organization shipped monthly shipments of the purest cocaine New Guinea had to offer directly to their house in Bergen, New Jersey. The operation was huge and was completely under the radar of the Feds because the husband was a ex-DEA agent and had ties in the system that allowed him to bypass any investigations or attempts to disrupt the Papa New Guinea Crime Organization.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 14, 2018 ⏰

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