Do you...
Yes, but only in a sexual conquest type of courtship
"And if I do. Will that make you envious of us? Does it make you green-eyed with the maximum amount of jealousy?" You said whacking her ass harder.
"Fuck... No... I could never love a... Fuck ass clown like you." Heather said.
"I don't believe that true. So far in this little competition, you have been stream rolling everyone, but for some reason, you didn't realize that another person could establish an alliance. I'm a very intelligent person when I need to be. And I'll say I'm a good judge of character. So how will you help me and our alliance crush their budding romance?"
"Yes... Yes. Okay. I was thinking of doing it myself in a few more challenges ahhhhh if I kept noticing them making goo-goo eyes at one another. It's Ummm make me ah so fucking mmmm sick."
You grin happily knowing she would be willing to kiss Trent to help sever the love vein between him and the blue streak gothic girl. Then you notice LeShawna quitting beneath DJ spankings. Chef walks over to the other black folk as he peers down at them.
"Why sista would you quit? How is your black blood of yours not helping you? Our people were hurt far worst than this."
She said in a sassy voice. "I don't think I can win, but I know I can take that small cock machine. I know my team will pull through for us."
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