Ashley Johnson

Sean King

Nathan Honour

English

Summer Rodriguez didn’t care much for the beach. It was’t sand that she wanted to dig her toes into, no, it was large Marge and her thick sweaty thighs that Summer could’t stop thinking about. If only it was a dark and stormy night.

Marge’s thighs were renowned. People had fought duels over her wink and had gone on quests for her smile. The worst were the love songs though: they inevitably rhymed thighs with eyes, pies, lies, and high. Summer needed a new approach to wooing Marge.

Many had tried the overtly sexual route but Summer felt that Marge needed something more intimate.
Marge needed romance.

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