But most of it from the abuse from the sex slave traders did to her once American blond Celtic Irish Caucasian complexion, turning her more in Negroid, with bald hairless body with extra large breasts for her body frame, filling to the gills with nonstop lactate aphrodisia chocolate milk.
Sharon clutched her black and white pull over Kaftan {Boubou} to think as it began a little easily, without the slave collar “Why is seeing this message “http: //students.washington.edu/jboyd/laser.htm” keeps crossing my mind, over and over again. Likes it wants to tell me something, really important?”
Sharon decided to leave in case the kidnappers might return and enslave her once more. Sharon worried face was near to paranoia, seeing all the locals of the township were ogling her everywhere to kidnap her once more. But unbeknown to the poor paranoid female, it’s her kaftan was betraying her to the locals, the Boubou was so thin in material, the hot sun rays penetrated the pull over to make it almost transparent and show every curve on her naked body, while her huge breasts bounced freely under the loose garment as she tries to recall the message “Washington . . . students, what is it? Where is it? ... university? ... Washington? Think, think, think . . . University Washington? ... I was a student at University of Washington . . . in the United States . . . I’m an American! Sharon Anderson McCormack . . . but while am I speaking fluent Swahili and Arabic, but not one of English? Was I, an exchange student and I’m really a black African caught in a human trade market? My head is killing me that for sure! Maybe because I hadn’t eaten for a long period of time. I’m starving and I don’t have any money! AND WHO THE HECK IS JIM MCNUT? ”
Thu Dec 17 03:18:18 2009