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From: "Ball Four" <ballfour45@lycos.com>
Subject: {ASSM} The Girl Scout HSN (nosex, humor - alleged?)
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Date: Mon, 28 Mar 2005 18:10:02 -0500
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The Girl Scout HSN (nosex, humor - alleged?)
by Ball Four

ballfour45 at lycos dot com
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/ballfour/


## Proclaiming the Disclaimer ##

## The following story contains explicit description of sexual
activity.  If you are under 18 or live where this material is not
permitted, please do not continue reading.

## This story is fiction.  Any resemblance to anyone or
anything living, dead, or undead is purely coincidental.



I hesitated to write this additional Girl Scout Nookie story.  Most
sequels sully the reputation of the first story.  "Jaws" good, "Jaws
2,3,4" bad. "Jaws 7 Killer Minnows" bad with a vengeance.  
"Speed" good, "Speed 2" honor graduate of P.U., "Speed 3 Runaway
Moped" yoikes!  Rocky...uh...bad example.

Sometimes you get this story in your head and you try to kill it by 
thinking about sharp objects and stabbing the mental image with it.  
Doesn't work.  You have to give yourself a mental paper cut, so that 
you bleed it all over the "paper" to get it out of your system.  So 
that is what I have foisted upon you here.  I apologize ahead of time.

(I especially apologize since other authors have added to this
sub-genre over the weekend.  The genie is out of the bottle.
I'll return to my regularly scripted smut)



The Girl Scout HSN
--- ---- ----- ---

The doorbell rang.

In Pavlov response, my cock rose and my mouth watered to the thought
of sucking four tasty Girl Scout twats.

I opened up the thesaurus to the word "savory" and placed it on the
end table.  I had yellow highlighted the word a few days ago.

I happily flung open the front door.  It was four Girl Scouts, but
some how they were all combined and packaged into one very portly
girl.

"Mr. Four?" the lone girl inquired.

"Yes?" I habitually replied to the sound of my name.

She walked right past me into my place before I could react and
plopped herself on my couch.  The springs squeaked.

"What are you doing?" I asked in slight panic.  My four favorite
flavors would be arriving soon.

"I'm here to sell you my Girl Scout Nookie.  You can't sample it
fully today, but you can..."  She saw my open thesaurus.  "...savor
it today."

I am sure my face displayed the shock I felt.

"Do you use this book?" she asked and pointed at the thesaurus.

"Sure.  Of course," I responded.

"I was wondering.  I've read some of the stories you've written.  They
redefine awful.  I've printed them out, read them, and then lined my
bird cage with them.  Your stories stink so bad, my parrot would
rather hold it in than crap on them."

She took a quick breath and before I could respond she continued.

"Once we make the deal, I can come here once a week and you can shoot
your baby-making juice up my sweet little 12-year old pussy.  We can
pretend to fret that I might be pregnant if you want."

Oh, my erection I mentioned before I opened the door?  Nowhere in
sight now.  Vanished.  Disappeared.  Took the fast lane out of town.
It fled and left no forwarding address.

"That's very kind of you," I said politely.  I didn't want to crush
her by flat out saying to her that she was not desirable to me.  "I'm
very satisfied with my current Girl Scout arrangement."

Her face drooped.  "You'd rather just lick the boxes than be in the
box?"

"I'm working on getting a girl thru Girl Scout HSN."  I then tried to
redirect her interest.  "Have you met Russ Hosig...Hoistig...
Hosingin...oh, fuck it...have you met Russ?   Keep knocking on his
door.  He might be in his basement.  You know what basements mean
right?  Either a bondage theme or a special fun sex room.  Go visit
him.  He needs to know there are nice Girl Scouts like you."

"You mean you don't want this?"  She stood up on her fat legs, flipped
up her Girl Scout skirt, and sat back down.

I saw her shaved pussy.  Something was wrong with it though.  Her bare
of hair pussy had all these dark marks on it.

She said, "I crumbled some thin mints into my pussy."

Thin mints?  Looking at her chunky body, perhaps short bread would be
more appropriate.

She continued," I figure it would be fun for you to suck it out of my
pussy."

Fun?  No.

The girl then said, "Next time you can start filling me with your big
fat cock every week for the whole year."

"Did Frank McCoy put you up to this?" I abruptly said.

She shook her head.

"One second," I said as I held up my finger.

I returned from the bedroom with my wireless laptop.  I sat down by
her.  I entered the URL and logged into my personal account.

Up came the secure website.  GSHSN - Girl Scout Home Shopping Network.
I showed her the image of a beautiful blonde girl in a Girl Scout
uniform.

"She's Irena Allikapona.  She's from the Ukraine.  There's such demand
for Girl Scout Nookie this year that girls are being imported.  She's
14 and goes by the name Allie."

"I go by Allie too," she said.

The computer screen display of this lovely vision in Girl Scout green
kept me being disturbed that this girl had the same name.

"I'm high bid right now," I said.  "Auction closes in under an hour."
I clicked on her image which brought up a larger picture.  I looked at
those sweet little thighs and thought about being in between them.
Oh! There was my erection!  Welcome back!

The girl said, "I'm selling you a Girl Scout Nookie box direct.  It's
much cheaper than importing an international Girl Scout."

"I'm sorry," I said as I let this girl down gently.  "It's kind of
you.  It's just that I've already decided."  I wasn't just going to
say to her, 'Bleah!  Go Away'.

She stood up.  Her skirt fell down and covered her chocolate-covered
pussy.

She said, "Make sure you read the fine print of the website.  Look
for what it says about the picture of the girl."

I nodded to her.  I had skimmed the FAQ and Terms & Conditions.  In
less than an hour I would be the privileged owner for a year of a top
notch Girl Scout Nookie box from Ukraine.

She opened the door, "Notice how the lower left corner of her
clickable image doesn't bring up a large picture of her, but is a link
to something else."

Whatever!

"Sure, okay," I said.  "So long...uh..."

"Allie," she said.  "Like your new Girl Scout.  Strange coincidence."

"Yeah," I said.  Whatever!

The heavy-set Girl Scout left.

I returned to my laptop and gazed upon *my* Allie.  My future Girl
Scout Nookie box.  My cock throbbed.  

"Soon, my friend, soon." I told it.  Like you don't talk to your cock!

I decided to click on FAQs about International Girl Scouts.  I had
skimmed it before.  I skimmed it again.  Blah, blah, blah.  Then a
grouping of words caught my eyes.  Unfortunately the grouping of the
words were arranged like this, "The initial picture is just a sample
and is not a picture of the actual Girl Scout you will receive."

What!?!

I returned to the picture of this beautiful Girl Scout.  This wasn't
her?  I rolled my mouse over her image as if I was fondling her.  I
noticed that the lower left corner did indeed indicate a different
link.  That girl, Allie, was right.

I clicked the corner.  The web page came up.  The caption said,
"Actual Photo".  The photo appeared.

"Nooooooooooo!"

THE END

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