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Why must she lie to herself? I know these guys don't want her. All she is to them is a potential piece of ass with big tits. I stare at my screen, watching her every move. Watching how she positions her webcam so that they can see her perky tits. I laugh to my self, I know she's wearing a push-up bra that makes her chest look better. And she wears the same red low cut tank top everyday. That shirt makses the guys go crazy when she leans over. As i stare at her face, i notice that she done her makeup to make her eyes shine. She wears eyeshadow so dark that the whites in her eyes glow. As she talks to them her lips are painted a gorgous dark red and black. When she smiles, she makes her lips pout perfectly. Her facial expressions taunt and tease everone of them that she has under her trance. I know she does this for fun. These men fall in love with her because of her apperance and the way she moves on webcam. When they flatter her with sweet comments, it drives her crazy and makes her feel sexier than any other woman in the room. I know all this from experience, because i am staring at my self on webcam.

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Become
03:32 Dec 25 2009

whoa! surprise ending!

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thewhitedragon
04:17 Dec 26 2009

that was the point.. lol.. that is how i felt... lol..

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Ever motion is monitored by "The Higher Power".

Watching and waiting for us to slip up and make a mistake,

as if we are children playing with aunt Bee's breakable china.

They stand there with their emotionless faces,

eyes glued to a screen filled with black and white figuers.

Giggling and chatting amounts ourselves,

unaware of the evil plot that is being devises while we work.

They wait for the right moment to strike,

like a snake coiled up waiting for its prey to cross its path.

One child dares to speak against the higher power,

they strike down on him and tear him away from his piers.

Forcing the child to walk down the dark hall into the dungeon,

where all the horrendous torture takes place.

Screams of pain and torment seeps thru the cracks in the door,

as the child pleads for his life and sanity.

As the torture continues in the other room,

the children pop their heads up to see what is going on.

Whispers flow thru the room as the children continue to talk,

stories of evil doings and plots to destroy cross each child's lips.

The song of stories die down,

the children forget about their lost friend.

Time moves on an continues as planned,

the higher power has succeeded in their mission to concur all.