friday the 13th ooo...

friday, august 13

a boy
 
  
between the legs

at a crosswalk by a large intersection.
guy screams to linda: "oh man you're ugly."
linda kicks the guy's cock as hard as she can.
"did i ask you to say something, did i ask you anything? did you ask me to hit you? it's precisely the same thing."
the guy screams and begins to cry from the pain, that must be why, because he is in terrible pain.
linda kicks him even harder in the stomach.
"it's actually precisely the same thing. i didn't ask you to say something and you didn't ask me to kick in your stomach or kick your cock to pieces. i hope i broke it so you'll never be able to use it again. because that is exactly what the point was, that your disgusting snubbiness between your legs would break. burst. this is what happens."
linda says this so unbelievably composed. that's why she wins and the guy regrets himself. he will never do something like it again and he definately did not expect this.
nobody did. not even linda. she continues walking.

-- excerpt from "saker under huden" (things under the skin) by linda norrman skugge.
translated (somewhat badly) by me.



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