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kat8cha ([personal profile] kat8cha) wrote2008-05-29 05:41 pm

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“Did you know that redheads are a dying breed?” Sengoku questioned the girl beside him. It was so much easier hitting on girls in America, they didn’t get mad and smack him. Well, they didn’t get mad and smack him usually. Sometimes Sengoku went home with a hand print on his face but more often than not he went home with a pretty girl on his arm.

“Really?” The girl’s red hair gleamed under the bars dim lighting, and her eyes were hazy from a little too much alcohol. Sengoku was feeling more than a little tipsy himself. “Are you saying we should go make some redheaded babies mister?”

“Well, we could just go have a good time.” Sengoku wrapped an arm around her waist, squeezing her ass. It was a nice ass, a little flat sure, but nice. Sengoku had groped worse asses in his day. And unlike a lot of Japanese girls she had a nice pair of tits. “You know, feel each other out.”

“Save a horse, ride a redhead.” The girl leaned heavily against Sengoku as they left the bar. Sengoku patted his pockets when he got into the cab, making sure he had condoms and his wallet. Life, in the states, was good.


And nine months later...

I'm kidding, but the urge is strong.

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