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Getting even the right way... (Report It)
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To say that I am creative in how I get even I will leave that choice up to whoever reads this.
It all started at a convention for my sci-fi side of life. I was young but not innocent in so many words. A friend of mine and I had gone out for two weeks before the con to steal every blinker light in my small town. We set them up in our hotel room that weekend and then added alchol to the mix. We had two kegs, 8 bottles of hard liquor, we were ready to party our asses off. We headed downstairs to pick up a few cute guys to bring back to the room.
I am 5'2" and at that time I had the young 105lb body with a 34ee chest. I was sporting my smallest of outfits that barely covered the important parts of me. I was hitting it off with two really big jocks. I was ready to take both of them back to the room and show them just how this little Cali girl could make them scream, When my friend came running up to me complaining of a guy she had taken back to the room. He had gotten drunk on all of my hard liquor and then had the nerve to pass out on my bed without even giving my friend any fun in the process. I might have forgiven him if he had made her happy but to leave my girl high and dry and then pass out from my liquor on my bed.
Oh hell NO! I can let a lot of things go but he pushed it to far. I hugged the two jocks and told them I would find them later. As I headed upstairs I knocked on my friend Kevinia's door. Now Kevinia is a 6' tall black man with the desire to be a woman and I love her to death. I couldn't ask for a better partner in crime. I asked her to get revenge and she laughed nodding her head.
We got to my room to find this guy passed out and daring to snore. I clinched my teeth and walked over ready to beat the crap out of him when an idea hit me that I just could not resist putting into plan. I rolled him over and proceed to take his pants down to his knees. I giggled with glea as I grabbed the Vaseline rubbing it all over his ass. I guess I could have stopped right there and just made the guy wonder but if you ask anyone who knows me, I am just not that nice.
At this point a polaroid came out and Kevinia started posing with the passed out guy. Pictures started flying out as we laughed our asses off. Just as we were trying to figure out what to do with the guy, there was a knock on the door. It was my two favorite jocks. I told them what we did and asked them if they knew who the guy was and they both laughed saying it was the asshole who had been pissing them off all day. They agreed to help me take him out to the front lawn of the hotel and leave him there. As we drug him out another friend said he was going to call the guy's dad to come get him. We threw him out on the lawn and left the pictures scattered around him as a parting gift. We sat in the lobby and waited to see what his dad would do, when he found his son with his pants down to his ankles with Vaseline all over his ass and pictures of him with a trannie.
Soon Dad showed up and we could see the rage on his face. I actually felt bad for a split second until I thought of my liquor. The Dad pulled him up by his pants and put him into the truck.
A few years later I found out what had happened to the guy. His dad sent him off to Military School to teach him not to be gay. Not that I agree with his Dad doing that but I hope he never messed with another horny girls liquor.
As for the jocks, Well let's just say that is another story but it has a happy ending.... Let me know if you like my story...
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