 Owning Lacy
Lacy Green showed up with a shiner on her eye. So right off the bat that tells you what kind of person we're dealing with. She was cool at first, but then the hood came out in her, I knew right there that is why she had a shiner on her face; her pimp wasn't having her mouth poppin', and her chicken head moving back and forth like a bobble head. I kept my patience, as I normally have to do with these crack babies, limited IQ ghetto chicks. She looked pretty good until her wig fell of and her makeup came off. We hung the wig from her high heel, and with her skinny leg, it looked like a mop. We put the wig back on but the stupid thing fell off again, so I was like, "Fuck it, leave it off." So she did the rest of the scene with what looks to be a 99 cent winter hat. I'm a white boy, so I don't know what you guys call those things. I call them, "Hide my bad hair things." Anyways, she got the dick good. Twisted into various, crazy positions that only us white boys do, because, we aren't into all that loving Barry White shit. She turned into a pile of mess, covered in soul food, and fucked harder than she has ever been, and then it was time to dump on her face. Bootleg and Big Red popped nice nuts all over that runway of a forehead she has. Then Bootleg wrapped her head in a paper towel and gave her the fishhooks. She protested, but only because at that point she knew she was owned.
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