Bippity Boppity You Novels & Stories

I am enthralled To be at a much higher Role As your role As you roll Life makes you fit For life's every role You hit the goal You hit the goal *****

Just run. Don’t stop running.. Happy bloody birthday to me..

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“You’re dead, and I’ll be damned if I’m going to be the next ghost whisperer.” A deep chuckle that has a direct line to my clit engulfs me, creating a plague of goosebumps to appear across my frigid flesh. “Turn around and look at me, Little Bird.” With obedience, I turn around slowly. “Happy Birthday, baby.” As soon as our eyes meet, my vision blurs and I lose consciousness, collapsing to the ground.

Playing the tune, she looks at nanny Ester requesting her to sing with them. “Everyone.” Nanny Ester then calls out, where the mansions servant immediately heeded and is asked to sing the song together with the twins. With Monique and Cole now sitting on the opposite side beside her, everyone gathers and sings. “The itsy-bitsy spider went up the giant spout! Down came the rain and wash the spider out. Out came the sun and dried up all the rain, so! The itsy-bitsy spider went up to climb again.”

“You!” ***

BUBBLE They want me to come out They want me to break out But how can I break out When I don't even know how I want someone to teach me how But there is no one. I hope you know what it is What a bubble is. It is round, transparent And fun to pop Only that mine can't be popped. No one can break my bubble It is as hard as a rock Even though it is a bubble You can't use a hammer to knock Because it will only bounce back

“I love your coffee.” She shut her eyes tight. “Argh! Stupid boss! You’re so mean but why do I want to repeat this again tomorrow?!”

Pinky promise. Byee.

BOOOOOMMMMM. "Everything is ready!"