Three members of the Sexy Soldiers have been found but there are still more that must be discovered if they want to put a stop to Mistress Oprah. Davy has now taken a part time job at Madam Conchita's fortune telling shop. He's become the most popular in the category of white males from 35-85yrs. It didn't matter since the place was making bank and they could set up a new karaoke machine for weekends. It was about lunch time and Davy decided to take a break from the crowd.

"Hmm, what I should I eat today? A boy has to watch his weight nowadays." Davy smiled and pulled out a Danana from the fridge.

"They taste better when frozen." Davy kissed the tip of the Danana and it suddenly turned hard as a rock.

Rich turned to see what all the noise was and noticed a giant crowd around a table. Chris was making a single filed line as he collected money from the old white men.

"What's going on here?" Rich questioned Chris.

"What does it look like? I'm selling tickets to the best show since Roseanne!"

Chris smiled and pointed to a person sitting at the head of the table. Rich made his way through the crowd only to see Davy eating his Danana. Davy was apparently enjoying his lunch and so was the crowd.

"The hell do you think your doing!"Rich shouted and pointed. "This is how you eat it!"

Rich grabbed a big pop from the freezer and let loose one of his 108 secret techniques: The Art of Licking Long Hard Objects.

"NO WAY! THIS is how you do it!" Davy licked his Danana like a hungry school girl on a hot summer day in the middle of Africa while riding an elephant.

"You little slut! You dare challenge me!"

Rich turned red in anger and pulled out another big pop and began to work them at the same time.

The crown was now cheering and hollering for more. Chris fanned himself with the money he made form ticket sales.

"All in a hard days work!" Laughing as he kissed the money and giggled.

"Hey, this one's pretty too! Lets make him lick things!" one of the giant hairy white men said as he approached Chris. Six men now surrounded Chris pulling out various objects and shaking them in his face. His screams could not be heard over the roar of the crowd around Davy and Rich.

"What's going on here? Get back to work!" belted out Madam Conchita (a husky brown woman that looked like a crackwhore who ran out of crack) standing in the middle of the room.

"Madam Conchita! A little help please!" Chris shouted from the corner.

"Are they paying customers?" Conchita questioned.

"Well, yeah," Chris weakly replied.

"Then let them do as they please. Oh yeah, my nephew is going to be arriving in a bit. Send him to me when he arrives." Conchita scratched her ass and walked back into her office.

Suddenly the ground began to shake like there was a stampede of white women at a K-mart blue light special. The crowd of men began to run out the door, but were all blown away by a whirlwind of what seemed to be money.

"Ho, Ho, Ho What do we have here?"

Well, nothing much that's new, but I will be trying to put up my illustrations ASAP. Believe me, they are super sexy! Anyway, please comment!