Dave asked young newcomer Milly Marks, “What do you think about porn cock?”
“It’s scary, but it’s hot so it’s cool, and it feels good,” Milly replied.
Some girls are just more girl than other girls. Milly is one of those girls.
“I fuck all of the time if there’s someone around that I want to have sex with, but if not, I’m constantly getting myself off, which is still cool with me. If I’m around someone I want to fuck, then I’ll fuck them at least three times a day. It’s hard for a lot of normal people to keep up with my kind of crazy sex drive.”
Now about today’s big SCORELAND show.
The odds of driving along and spotting a stranded hitcher with Milly Marks’ face, body, boobs and sex appeal are astronomical. I’m sorry to tell you this, but it just doesn’t happen. As a fantasy, it’s pretty freakin’ awesome.
Brad is about to find out how much girl Milly is. He feels compelled to help this angel in distress, and part of that roadside assistance is to take her back to his place so she can “recharge her cell phone battery.” Those lousy batteries can be better than having a great wingman.
I have a story to tell. About 20 years ago, I was driving through downtown Portland, Maine after covering an American Hockey League game. I was headed back to my hotel when I spotted this hitchhiker who was literally standing in the middle of the road, thumb out…and tits just about out, too. Now, I’m not one to pick up hitchhikers–it’s too dangerous–but I am one to pick up busty hitchhikers. So I stopped, and she got in. Stumbled in, actually. This girl was bombed!
“Hi,” she said when she finally settled in. “My name is Chanel. Chanel with the big tits.”
I swear she said that.
Anyway, I asked her where she was going. She asked me where I was going. And, long story short, she eventually invited me back to her place.
Now, there was no mention of money, so I don’t think she was a hooker. I think she was just a drunk girl who wanted to fuck. Why me? Heck, it could’ve been the guy in the car behind me if I hadn’t stopped.
But I didn’t fuck her. We got back to her place, we both got out of the car, and as we headed toward her apartment, I kept having these visions of what might be waiting for me inside, an angry boyfriend with a gun, a vicious dog, or maybe some friends who would rob me and beat me up. I mean, for all I knew, she was setting up an ambush.
So, as she headed toward her door, I headed back down the stairs, into my car and back to my hotel.
Now, I could’ve taken a chance. A lot of guys would have. But by that time, I was so turned on by her big tits and her slutty attitude (and a few other things that had happened along the way) that I didn’t need to fuck her. And, ever since, I’ve had a thing for 1.) Hitchhikers; and 2.) Girls named Chanel.
Anyway, about two months after I arrived at SCORE in 2001, I was asked to help plan the On Location Key Largo shoot. And when we were trying to come up with scenarios for Kerry Marie, I was the one who came up with hitchhiker. Guess who I was thinking of?
So, busty hitchhikers…I love them. And even though you don’t see many hitchhikers these days, if I ever again see a girl like Chanel with her thumb out, I just might take that chance.
Meanwhile, Kerry Marie, Arianna and Isis will have to do.