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Chris Turner sat watching television, blinking intermittently.
"Chris, what are you doing?" Janique asked.
"What?"
"Blinking like that."
"Nothing. Just blinking."
"Chris..."
He sighed. He couldn't put anything past Janique.
"Playing a game."
"A game?"
"In my head."
"In your head?"
"Yes."
"What sort of game?"
"I call it 'Gunshot or Cumshot'."
"Yum. Although I'm not really into gunshots. How do you play?"
"You just imagine shooting someone, or cumming on their face."
"That's it?"
"That's it."
Janique hit the intercom button.
"Brad..."
She explained the concept in brief
"Yeah, I can do that. It'd be about five hundred dollars retail."
"Do it," she said. "I want it in stores for Christmas."
11-7-12
"Chris, what are you doing?" Janique asked.
"What?"
"Blinking like that."
"Nothing. Just blinking."
"Chris..."
He sighed. He couldn't put anything past Janique.
"Playing a game."
"A game?"
"In my head."
"In your head?"
"Yes."
"What sort of game?"
"I call it 'Gunshot or Cumshot'."
"Yum. Although I'm not really into gunshots. How do you play?"
"You just imagine shooting someone, or cumming on their face."
"That's it?"
"That's it."
Janique hit the intercom button.
"Brad..."
She explained the concept in brief
"Yeah, I can do that. It'd be about five hundred dollars retail."
"Do it," she said. "I want it in stores for Christmas."
11-7-12
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