New Sheriff in Town!

Babygal · Post by **Babygal** » Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:18 pm

Post by **Basra-** » Fri Jul 07, 2006 2:56 pm

The ride to one of Abdi's many country vacation home was at least in the vicinity duration of 2 hours. In his limousine, there were a display of boastful pictures of all his homes, in cute Compartmentalized catalogues. Basra smilled a bit--paused a bit to enjoy the view out the window. It was a fantastic view of pure green land & lined up trees that formed like a fleet of soldiers standing to welcome a member of the Gubernatorial government. She began to entertain the idea that --maybe 'Abdi' was a something. Basra could not fully understand her gradual change of opinion over her soon to be Host.She was going through a perplexing range of emotion- it was not infatuation but more like a substantial--deeper feeling of the 'L' word.Whether it was her inarticulate greediness surfacing or a sudden penchant outburst of real feelings it was not clear.

When Basra Arrived at Abdi's grand country vacation estate, she could not help but notice how luxurious & large he was living. Her greediness now severely kicked in & her normal--flair of being unimpressed with anything slowly became a figment of her imagination.It should be believed that at the sight of this enormous display of cash in the form of a Fabulous Victorian White Country estate with a deep Sash of brown color between the large square windows.She felt right there that this was the beginning or the actual recorded date of when her love became confirmed.Enrique was no longer an object of love for her.The house is its grandiose estimate was a a magnificent architectural brilliance. There was at least 15 minutes drive through-tour from entering the grand dramatic black regal gates to the actual resident front doorstep.It had four Large white round pillar in front of door, a monstrous white door with a pull out rope door bell that signaled a massive deafening noise to the residents .Basra could observe a couple man servants working on the estates stupendous gardens on the far east lane of the estate;a tennis court on the left wing, a mega swimming pool on the west-it was all magic sighting for the stunned Miss Elmi Bodheri.She pulled the bell rope again to signal for attention, she assumed the house was large enough not to hear the first pull.She was about to call again when At the door stood a very pleasant older fat lady with the biggest welcoming smile. She began immediately to grab her little Weekend Prada brown suitcase. Basra only packed for the weekend, she was so looking forward to this intimate intermingling of polite, artificial society.Now she was really looking forward to get to know this son of an obvious rich-- deliciously rich parents. The famous --- Diid-- family- who polarized the entire neighborhood of Xamar hills. They were virtually the power house in the neighborhood. Abdiwahab was their first son & only delicious son --who will one day inherit this wholesome amount of wealth--& if God would not forbid--through him---Basra luxuriously entertained --she will be the only benefactor of this blessing wealth.(if her plan worked --superbly grea, she hoped ). Rolling Eyes

The maid went to fetch Abdi & while she was gone--Basra walked around the stunning hallway with a display of prodigious painting works of Leonardo, countless fabulous contemporary artists--, smelled the Fresh Red Tulip Flowers that were gracefully displayed in a cute white large Chinese vase.She leaned down to smell-- the flowers--while Simultaneously & metaphorically--smelling the impending money coming into her life soon.In the midst of all this delightful day dreaming-- Basra obtrusively interreupted but in this case, she was hasty to forgive.She felt a tap on her right shoulde, she could feel it was a large firm gentle hand.He spoke in his sexy voice.....-also with a tone of restrained gladness to see her.

"My dear Basra-- I am so excited you made it! "

In which Basra replied with an opposite reaction of -WILD aroused stupendous delight mixed with maddening euphoria-- she yelled...

" AbdiWahab252 - My Love, there you are" Laughing

*zabah · Post by *zabah » Fri Jul 07, 2006 3:04 pm

pathetic indeed...

word of advice naya....make it short next time.. Wink

Post by **Basra-** » Fri Jul 07, 2006 3:19 pm

Zabah@loool Laughing

You will die a church mouse! looooooooooooooooooool

Happy Desperado · Post by **Happy Desperado** » Fri Jul 07, 2006 8:12 pm

i am too lazy to read but you guys seem to have formed a writing club

Advocator · Post by **Advocator** » Fri Jul 07, 2006 11:02 pm

It was long steamy summer night in my lovely Boston 91 Westland Ave. Apartment. After finishing up my friday-afternoon gossiping routine, It was straight to the soothing , tranquil cherry-flavor bath time, I was sweaty from all the mouth watering cheese-burgers that literally melted in my cheeks and diminish smoothly into my throat, the sweet memories of 1998 jam-packed my rather odd shaped brain, I remember it clearly, it was my sophomore year in East Boston High School, reminiscence the Burger-King and White-castle right across the street of my picture-perfect school, guilty of kidnapping my valuable time, I called the fast-food restaurant my second home.

Tim and Hussein , the two weed-heads that I ran with....., man o man I missed them, they would always get high and we would always be on the same page when they did, because we all get hungry, Then we would head down to the local all you can eat buffet, there was this particular meal that always fascinated my kuuley cali banjar belly , it was Greek crossed with Turkish dish, first cooked with two different kind of bread that eventually emerged to create the best brownish focaccia ever made, Then the chef noticing my figure or my Â“special odorÂ” (as he like to call it) would quickly sprinkle it with Swiss cheese, as he knew my unique apatite, that I ate with style, he knew better or otherwise I would throw a fit and as a result would eat everything in sight, nothing is SAVE when Basra gets mad, Nothing I tell you, Not even baby back -ribs Twisted Evil

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Post by **Basra-** » Mon Jul 10, 2006 7:08 am

Advocator do me a favor walaal-- NEVER attempt to write creatively-- u simply stink! Laughing

Kamal35 · Post by **Kamal35** » Wed Jul 12, 2006 5:27 am

When are you going to continue this story, Basra?

Post by **Basra-** » Wed Jul 12, 2006 7:13 am

Kamal@lol

Ok ok ok very soon dear-- a little busy this week! Laughing

zulaika · Post by **zulaika** » Wed Jul 12, 2006 1:06 pm

[quote="Basra-"]Kambuli & Zulaika were some where in Majeertenia land being persecuted by the Sharia law by bringing lesbiniasm to the land[/quote]

naayaa qadhmuunadyahey qaxbada ah.. are u callin' me a lezbo? and worse, a majeerteen?? walahi that is it. you fat azz fukkin' ugly b!tch, u have crossed the line. Twisted Evil

be afraid...be VERY afraid. Twisted Evil

xoogSADE14 · Post by **xoogSADE14** » Wed Jul 12, 2006 1:14 pm

Post by **Basra-** » Wed Jul 12, 2006 1:19 pm

Zulaika@loool

'and worse, a majeerteen?? '

Oh so being a lesbo is worst that an mj?? How cute! Laughing

zulaika · Post by **zulaika** » Wed Jul 12, 2006 1:29 pm

ArenÂ’t you both? And look at you're fugly self..Oh the Calamity!. I can't imagine a worse tragedy befalling on anyone.

Post by **Basra-** » Wed Jul 12, 2006 1:31 pm

Zulaika i have a hunch u are both! I mean u pick names like Hibo-- one is bound to think u an mj! Laughing

zulaika · Post by **zulaika** » Wed Jul 12, 2006 1:57 pm

who the fuk is hibo?

naayaa we don't all suffer from a bi-polar disorder like you so you might wanna give that lame azz innuendo a rest.

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