Friday, November 15, 2013

A Little Harder Now







Ok so lawyer woman is running, is panting, is sweating in the gym. 
It is feeling of very wellness.  Feeling good. 

When she is young womans, she didnt understand realities of the life.
She is doing the crying and crying and crying for her mother.
i am not happy as lawyer, mother, anything but that.

And mother with colour in her eyes, the same as chandelier in ceiling, is looking thru her, like a fish in sea.
Mother is saying with mouth: Well, no one is happy as a 21 yr old, u need to become more mature. Darling.

Her mother is doing the saying: It has to hurt, before it will be better.

The screaming inside the fittness center: it has to hurt, before it will be better.

She drying running sweat of forehead, she puts on more of speeding.

Her fat blubber is going up and down, up and down.

Yes, it has to be hurting before it will be better.

Now she is understanding realities of the life.

Oh, all of these lefties, who feel sorry for world and pitying the people, i am so goddamn tired of them and their big and sorrowfull eyes.
I am doing the saying: there r laws and there r the regulations.
Yes, some of the people falling off the carrusel.
This is the life.
Wake up and be smelling the coffee.

Now she is understanding: it has to hurting before it will be doing good.

So what is lawyer woman doing: she is pressing button on running machine and making speed faster. And faster.
Oh yes, there is so much speed, speed of lightening, and speed of love and passion, and speed of sex and orgasm on the rubber belt, faster n faster.

She is feeling the blood rulling, her mouth open, oh, oh, oh.

Sweat is pouring. Give me more.
Bony ass on her side, is trying to compete.

She increasing of the speed, when fat woman is be doing the same.
More speed.
Yes, yes, and the yes.

Running machine is shaking now, making big sounds in fittness center.
Little bony ass cunt is still increasing of the speeding.
Like i know nothing of what she is be doing.

She is following of the ruling, and she is represenative of the biggest municipalities of them all, all other small municipalities r doing the following of her rulings, so she is setting the standards of the interpretations, she is very important person, and likes looks of the admirations of people.
What is must to be doing now is keeping of the speeding.
U r a smoking person, yes, u have the high probablities of dying of lung cancer.
How difficult is it?
It has to hurt before it will be better.

More speed, yes, a little more, just to show, how good this pain is.
It is starting to be smoking from the rubber belt, she is doing the feeling it is becoming of softness, the rubber may be of melting.
Well, where there is a will, there is way, sweetheart, she is hearing voice of mother.
There is becoming a strange smell of bacon.
Baked bacon.

Give me more speed, give me liberation, give me the power of feeling of the power.
Let them staring at her fat blubber as much as they r wanting.
Lawyer woman now has air in stomach.
It is making big noise inside of belly.
She needs to let some air out.
The trick, mother, is to let a little bit of air out, a little bit, so no one really notices the stinking coming from her ass.
She is trying the discreteness.
She is no really good.
So now stench is clear.
Bonyass is covering her nose, with look of disgustedness.

It no of help much.
There is still air in stomach, still pain, she must let it be going.
Go, go go, while she is doing the running, with the smell of roasted bacon, her farting with smell of eggs, oh yes, now, now, now it is coming, and she lets out tremedous farting in entire fittness center.

It is explosion.

The fittness instructors is spending of their afternoon cleaning blubber and saliva from the walls and the ceiling.

By afternoon the machines r running again.

This is a true story being from telling of very sad man from municipality telling the story of lawyer woman.
I am making very clear from beginning of this liberation blogging of Veronica Ludmila:
i have very many strange stories from customers in this and other countries.
To finalize this event, municipality man with very little hair after he is telling this story, is falling asleep in my pink bed.
I kick him and is telling him to wakeup. He must be leave now.
I have to sleep.
He is understanding person and tells me:
Good nite and I wave to him and say:
Good luck.




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