the horniness and sleaziness inspiration are pouring in....just for HARDRCAFE....the following narration is fictitious and only for fun reading and dedicated to HRC.......
MY good buddy, HRC whom i acquaint from the net kept pestering me for gloria's particular...where she lives...her number....tell me tell....my bloodhound needs the exercise real bad....
goodness...he is really driving me nuts! ok ok, don't say i din warn u about franscico's f-16 seek and destroy bazooka. helplessly i acceded to his request and gave him what he needed to know and how to handle that slutty bitch gloria.
HRC was smiling till his eyes were a slit only...like just won the toto. his conquest was like half a victory already. he called slutty bitch gloria and introduced himself as leetahsar's good friend....and didn't even meet him before. what a powerful glib of tongue he had.
expectantly, hrc proceed to gloria's spacious colonial bungalow hidden somewhere in orchard area. (HRC this is a clue to u). he pressed the bell outside the massive gate and waited. and waited. and waited......

...and waited...and waited.... (I am waiting for some response before continuing...any response. if not i taake it that most still haven't woken up from the slumber).

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HardRCafe
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leetahsar
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.........waited and waited and waited (actually only 3 seconds waiting time). From where HRC stand, he could see the main door of the house. And, while the second hand ticks toward the 4th second, he could hear main door opening. It was like someone is hurrying to get the door knob twisted in a snap and..........To be continued by LTS.
Warning to LTS: Better be good and juicy or else I sue you for doing injustice to my bloodhound.

right, i continue....

the house was really big. just the tarmac road leading to the shelterd lobby is like 2 bus stop away. finally hrc could saw the main door of the house opened. there standing and waving to hrc to step back before the auto gate slowly swang open.hrc was anticipating at the same time he was exhilarating excited. but not his bloodhound. it was rather limping away.
The girl at the house entrance beckoned him to come in. without further ado, hrc matched in slowly and gradually hasten his pace almost running in a 100 m dash. wah lau! in record time, he was at the main door in a jiffy all sweating and panting like a real bloodhound.
"Yes, may i help u?" the filipino maid asked the panting hrc.
"Sorry, my name is HRC...i am a friend of leetahsar who asked me to come see ur bitc...i mean mum, gloria....is she in?" hrc stuttered breathlessly.
The maid turned and looked and then back to hrc, " Ya, u can come in. mum gloria's expecting u...." she led in hrc up the stair case to a door. knock, knock, knock...."ya!" came a voice inside. "Mum, ur friend hrc is here outside, u want him to enter ur room?" the maid replied. "Ya, u bring him in...."
the maid opened the door and led in hrc. strange. nobody was inside.....