Quote (wheniwassevenishotacheetah @ Jul 7 2016 11:45pm)
I'm doing spy shit in N. Korea. We land on the grey gravelly beach, run to a large building and start to case it. The other spy dudes and I penetrate without coming across any bad guys. I trust my comrades, though I have no real picture of them, nothing connecting me to them other than our work. It's a library, we're doin' spy shit in a library? They're no longer books, but rather server racks. I have a gun now. We all have guns. The job is done. We need to go. BRAP. He's down. Wtf. Wtf? We wax the bad man. It's gtfo time.
I'm flying low over the ocean on a giant manta ray. Everything is hues of green and grey, drizzle drops and trees stump slowly by, but I know that I'm moving quickly. The others are gone, they were auxiliary. Feels like S. Korea now, safe zone. Gold breaks the green and grey, and the ray swoops toward it.
This restaurant is swank as fuck. One play left in the spy game, I need to report. I'm shown to the table. Gin and Tonic, lime. YellowBoobs slips under the table. She's Japanese, not Korean. Apparently this is a multinational soirée. YellowBoobs. I'm getting some under the table action, a gj hj.
I jizz myself awake.
/e last wet dream
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