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~PART FOUR~ Section 3.4 Paragraph 5, Area 51.
SEVVY HAS A SECRET WEAPON
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Linda was on the ground rubbing her bum. It was giving Sirius very, very naughty ideas. "Ow! My ass! Shit! What the fock did I trip over?!" She saw Snape laying on the ground, rubbing himself where foot collided with side.
"Damn you woman! Watch where you're going!"
"Sevvy? I thought you were gone...I thought you couldn't handle my hazings."
Snape suddenly sobered up and sat up in his place. He remembered Linda...all too well. And she was obviously excited he was back. And then the past few days came whishing back to him about all the screaming he had done...and why he had done it.
It had just been that good.
"Dawg, where u been? I missed you!" And she thus straddled his lap...making Sirius very, very jealous...
"I've been screaming for three days straight. Where do you think I've been?"
"Waiting for more fun!" and then she started to drag him behind another tree so that she might haze him for a few hours straight. Oh, yeah!
"Linda! What the hell are you doin'?! You're supposed to be shagging me! Not that git!"
Linda turned around, totally shocked. She had forgotten Sirius was even there...naked...upon her throne...And she was utterly appalled by what he just said...There was about to be some bitch-action goin' down.
"Shut yo mouth!" Linda yelled at Sirius, currently clinging -naked- I might add, to one pissed off Potions Professor.
"Black?! What are you doing here?! Put on some clothes for God's sake!"
"-I-," he started, rather cockily (-hee hee..pun), "Was just in the middle of shagging Linda senseless, now if you'd just leave and so we could get on with it-"
"Fock off, Sirius! You were being punished! Do I need to punish you again?!"
Sirius thought for a moment...oh, yes, he wanted to be punished...kinky bastard...
"Umm...oh no! Please don't punish me! What did I do?!"
"I ain't fallin' for that again, ya nympho! You'll be punished separately! Now go and make the Giant Martini ready to serve, or I'll kick ur ass!"
"Go, Black, we have other...things to take care of..." At the sound of his sexy voice, Linda was practically foaming at the mouth. Whether it was from anger or lust, we'll never truly know...or will we?
"I WANT YOU NOW SEVVY!"
"Not if I have anything to say about it!" Sirius was right pissed. And there was no way in hell he was gonna let Snape get more of that fine, fine piece of ass. "I challenge you to a duel!"
"We don't do that here, idiot! I ain't gonna let you guys battle it out. You might injure yourselves and then where will I be?"
*cricket noises*
"I wouldn't have anyone fun to haze, now would I? We have special duels at the river bottom. -Man- duels. And Sirius, I don't think you're well enough equipped for it..." Linda then proceeded to stare at his piece...his meat...his bacon...his sausage...his banana...his rod...
"Are you shittin' me?! I graduated Hogwarts! Our rods are the biggest and the best!" He stood proudly for all to see. Now many of Linda's Death Munchers had started to lazily enjoy the show, and were openly gaping. If Lady Linda didn't think he was well equipped, then all her plans of World Domination (she would be into that) and other such things were screwed.
"My Lady, I think you're makin' a mistake!" Death Muncher yelled from atop the Giant Martini. "His magic stick is the greatest of all!"
"Are you addressing I? That's it! You'll suffer the consequences for thinkin' I'm shittin' ya! ~Abra Cadaver!~" The Death Muncher who had spoke out was now gripping his crotch in pure agony. She had done away with his magic stick! *gasp*
"You know I'm the best, Linda. Just look at this fine piece!" Sirius is quite the exhibitionist.
"That's nothing..." Snape told him, whipping out -his- piece.
"HOLY SHIT!" Came the cry from the masses. If Linda was crazy with lust before, nothing compared to now. She really wanted her Sevvy's piece...his magic stick...his wedding tackle...his tiddly-wink...his winky...his secret weapon...She was very hungry for his meat...his hotdog...his schnitzel...
"Holy fock! For God's sake start the duel already!!"
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heh heh heh...that was fun...now time to go have fun with the potion's master...you didn't think i was kidding, did you? okay, reviw if you want more, otherwise it stays like this.
~PART FOUR~ Section 3.4 Paragraph 5, Area 51.
SEVVY HAS A SECRET WEAPON
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Linda was on the ground rubbing her bum. It was giving Sirius very, very naughty ideas. "Ow! My ass! Shit! What the fock did I trip over?!" She saw Snape laying on the ground, rubbing himself where foot collided with side.
"Damn you woman! Watch where you're going!"
"Sevvy? I thought you were gone...I thought you couldn't handle my hazings."
Snape suddenly sobered up and sat up in his place. He remembered Linda...all too well. And she was obviously excited he was back. And then the past few days came whishing back to him about all the screaming he had done...and why he had done it.
It had just been that good.
"Dawg, where u been? I missed you!" And she thus straddled his lap...making Sirius very, very jealous...
"I've been screaming for three days straight. Where do you think I've been?"
"Waiting for more fun!" and then she started to drag him behind another tree so that she might haze him for a few hours straight. Oh, yeah!
"Linda! What the hell are you doin'?! You're supposed to be shagging me! Not that git!"
Linda turned around, totally shocked. She had forgotten Sirius was even there...naked...upon her throne...And she was utterly appalled by what he just said...There was about to be some bitch-action goin' down.
"Shut yo mouth!" Linda yelled at Sirius, currently clinging -naked- I might add, to one pissed off Potions Professor.
"Black?! What are you doing here?! Put on some clothes for God's sake!"
"-I-," he started, rather cockily (-hee hee..pun), "Was just in the middle of shagging Linda senseless, now if you'd just leave and so we could get on with it-"
"Fock off, Sirius! You were being punished! Do I need to punish you again?!"
Sirius thought for a moment...oh, yes, he wanted to be punished...kinky bastard...
"Umm...oh no! Please don't punish me! What did I do?!"
"I ain't fallin' for that again, ya nympho! You'll be punished separately! Now go and make the Giant Martini ready to serve, or I'll kick ur ass!"
"Go, Black, we have other...things to take care of..." At the sound of his sexy voice, Linda was practically foaming at the mouth. Whether it was from anger or lust, we'll never truly know...or will we?
"I WANT YOU NOW SEVVY!"
"Not if I have anything to say about it!" Sirius was right pissed. And there was no way in hell he was gonna let Snape get more of that fine, fine piece of ass. "I challenge you to a duel!"
"We don't do that here, idiot! I ain't gonna let you guys battle it out. You might injure yourselves and then where will I be?"
*cricket noises*
"I wouldn't have anyone fun to haze, now would I? We have special duels at the river bottom. -Man- duels. And Sirius, I don't think you're well enough equipped for it..." Linda then proceeded to stare at his piece...his meat...his bacon...his sausage...his banana...his rod...
"Are you shittin' me?! I graduated Hogwarts! Our rods are the biggest and the best!" He stood proudly for all to see. Now many of Linda's Death Munchers had started to lazily enjoy the show, and were openly gaping. If Lady Linda didn't think he was well equipped, then all her plans of World Domination (she would be into that) and other such things were screwed.
"My Lady, I think you're makin' a mistake!" Death Muncher yelled from atop the Giant Martini. "His magic stick is the greatest of all!"
"Are you addressing I? That's it! You'll suffer the consequences for thinkin' I'm shittin' ya! ~Abra Cadaver!~" The Death Muncher who had spoke out was now gripping his crotch in pure agony. She had done away with his magic stick! *gasp*
"You know I'm the best, Linda. Just look at this fine piece!" Sirius is quite the exhibitionist.
"That's nothing..." Snape told him, whipping out -his- piece.
"HOLY SHIT!" Came the cry from the masses. If Linda was crazy with lust before, nothing compared to now. She really wanted her Sevvy's piece...his magic stick...his wedding tackle...his tiddly-wink...his winky...his secret weapon...She was very hungry for his meat...his hotdog...his schnitzel...
"Holy fock! For God's sake start the duel already!!"
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heh heh heh...that was fun...now time to go have fun with the potion's master...you didn't think i was kidding, did you? okay, reviw if you want more, otherwise it stays like this.
