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“What do want, Johnny?” she asked as if she didn’t know. “We’ll see when we return home from the Charity Gala,” he replied while playing with her thick and silky, little red auburn ponytail. “It really might be a wish comes true,” he added. Due to Rachael’s organizational skills, and enhanced by her Southern charm, the event quickly sold out. To say John loves her is an understatement akin riding to saying the sun is merely warm. John portraying Raggedy Andy did nothing to detract from his rugged good looks or ever-present virile manliness beneath the knee-high bib overalls and red and white striped socks. They both wore white sailor hats with red-orange yarn hair attached inside. She looked as cute and sweet as a button, and Johnny was her man, and nothing in the infinite void between heaven and hell, Ethnic Porn including demons or angels, will ever come between them or their love for each other. John proudly introduced Rachel Indian Porn to his friends and neighbors. He was establishing his claim on her, and silently warning the single men or any man to trespass at their peril. A few of the local women attending were old classmates, divorced or otherwise on the make for eligible men. Much to Rachael’s annoyance, one classmate, in particular, a striking raven-haired beauty, Megan McCallister, continued to flirt and brush up against him through much of the evening. She had moved home a few days prior and made a sizable donation to get a ticket. Megan was wearing a realistic, and expensive custom made Wonder Woman costume. With her long and thick waist-length ebony black hair, and Megan looked ravishing and incredibly sexy. The most noticeable stain in the rug that evening was a young man dressed as Batman, who as it turned out, crashed the event. John was across the room talking to Brad Green, while Rachel was talking to Dr. Lamb, who was dressed as little Bo-Peep when Batman asked Rachael to dance. She politely declined and explained, “No, thank you. My escort has all my dances reserved for the evening. You can’t miss our matching costumes. We go together, like bread and butter.” “You mean the sissy with the striped socks.” Batman replied, grabbing her wrist, “Don’t waste your time with that sap when you can have a Indian Sex real man, me! Kiss me, pretty dolly?” “Don’t touch me!” Rachael announced, loudly enough for people to stop and look in their direction, “Let go of me, now!” “Make me, “the Batman said, smirking. Before the fraudulent caped crusader could blink, Rachel-Raggedy-Ann had him flat on his back on the floor. She was off to the side Exotic Girl and had full control of his large callused hand, his wrist bent painfully, in both her small hands. The defeated dork knight's arm was straight up in the air. She had him completely immobilized and thoroughly humiliated. In the second blink of an eye, his sailor hat left behind, John was at her side, glaring menacingly at the super-zero hero on the floor. People gathered in a rough circle to watch, while the DJ took the opportunity to announce, “Raggedy Ann just knocked the stuffing out of Batman, folks,” adding, “Oh what a fight, smash, bash, kapow.” While the DJ continued to narrate, Rachel warned the insipid imposter on the floor, “All it takes now is a quick twist to destroy your wrist joint,” she said sweetly. “However, I’m going to give you a chance at redemption, sinner,” she mocked, quite pleased with herself. “You will apologize, or indian it’s snap, crackle, pop, and I’ll have you arrested for assault. But first, take off your mask.” The mask came off, followed by a stream of apologies while John scowled menacingly and then realized, “Damn, the resemblance is uncanny! It stayed there for a while as Laura fidgeted uncomfortably. 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