Boulder Blackjack Pizza Novels & Stories

Mary licked my cock and her friend’s leaking asshole clean. “Beep! Buzz! Beep! Buzz!” My phone started going crazy on the floor. Gigi grabbed my jeans, pulled it out, and answered. “Hello! The pizza boy’s phone. Who is this? Pizza Shack? Mr. Luigi! Where’s your pizza boy? Let me complain first. Every time me and my friend order from you, you fuck it up. We asked for extra sausage and you sent cheese pizza. Listen up, Jones helped us out. We’re holding him hostage, you pizza cock sucker. Fuck you! He quits your fucking pizza place. You guys suck balls. Good night!” Gigi yelled, then hung up.

"Some people says 'problems come and go but pizza is forever'. Well, we couldn't agree more about it. It might sound a little 'cheesy' (pun intended) but for most of people says, pizza is the one true love that keeps us going." The general manager continued expressing his insights about the dish. "But would you shell out around $4,400 for the same? BlueWoods Restaurant in Norhtblue is serving this high end comfort food and has made its mark in the Guinness Book of World Records.The gourmet pizza consists of a thin-crust base with buffalo mozzarella, white truffles, and sprinkled with 24-carat edible gold leaf. It marked at a price of $550 per slice, this pizza party is going to be a 'lavish’

A few seconds later, the sports recap was on, and he settled back against the couch. The pizza didn’t take long—thanks to the bistro right around the corner offering delivery service. Soon the decadent smells of a completely loaded pizza filled the apartment. She dropped the box on the coffee table in front of Bryce, not bothering with plates. He eyed the mountain of toppings with something akin to bliss.

It was my uncle Georgie’s place. “Black Hills is my uncle’s place. At least it is if he hasn’t sold it. We used to eat there a lot when I was little,” I told him. He smiled and asked if I could recommend anything. I laughed and shook my head. I had been gone for a long time. I wasn’t even familiar with the menu anymore. I looked at the menu, and noticed they still had a pizza called The Betty White. It’s a hand tossed pizza with white, cheese, sautéed crimini mushrooms, and fresh basil. It was my mom’s favorite. So, I went with that.

I asked as I wiggled my eyebrows at her. She chuckled but nodded in agreement. “Yes, let’s.” You all can come back in, I would like to be in our new place tonight please. I linked the workers. Soon enough our soon to be former room became a bussling spot as boxes were packed, folded and taped. There seemed to be a train of workers as box after box was passed down the lines. After a while I could tell that everyone was getting hungry so I ordered pizzas to be delivered. I ordered 6 large pepperoni, 2 carnivor, 3 cheese, and 1 cheese/mushrooms, and black olives for Zandra. She pulled me aside to make that odd request. At first I thought she was joking but soon realized that she was being serio

Pink boas were laid out over the couches and arm chairs. They had a bite to eat at Mabel’s BBQ, a restaurant in the Palms. Then they did some gambling. A couple of Lacey’s friends had to explain to her how the table games were played. The only games Lacey knew about were blackjack and poker. Her father had taught her how to play those two games when she was a teenager to her mother’s chagrin. She never was good at blackjack but she did decently at poker. So well, she won two thousand dollars playing in the poker room. She won another thousand playing baccarat.

They decide to call it a day and go to get showers and dressed. “Okay as its late how about pizza’s?” Amber asks when they come out of the changing room. The boys cheer and run towards the exist. “There is a Bella pizza not far from where they live” she tells Grant. “Great, I know the place” he says as he uses his car key fob to unlock the doors allowing the boys to jump into the back of the car.

"You say that now. Wait until you taste the pizza." We ordered at the counter—two slices each, beers from the cooler—and found a table near the back. "This is very different from the restaurants I usually frequent," Julian said, folding his slice the way I'd shown him. "That's the point. You wanted to get to know me. This is my world. Cheap food, cheap beer, no pretense." "I like it." He took a bite and his eyes widened. "This is incredible." "Told you. Best pizza in Brooklyn."

Mark & Mitch- 2 large pizzas( 1 meat lovers & 1 supreme), 2 30-packs of pepsi Wren- BBQ wings, large onion ring, Bacon cheeseburger Wes & Rachel- hibachi shrimp and steak, cheesecake and a 2 liter of cherry coke Tyson- Lg Cheesesteak sub, onion rings, hush puppies, 2 liter of Coke Tristan- Lg reeses shake, mozzarella sticks, mushroom swiss burger Ashton & Carmen- 2 new york strip steaks with fries, a gallon of sweet tea and crab dip "God damn that's a lot of food!" I hear Wes say. "No shit sherlock." Wren sasses back "You two shut the fuck up now." I hear Rachel snap out

"Order the pizza will you? Get whatever you want but I like pineapple and—" "Salami with green olives on yours, I know Soy Bean." I briskly walked over and spanked her bare, flawless ass with a chuckle. She squealed and slammed the door shut. "Meanace! Attacking me while I'm most vulnerable." "Don't tease me now or it'll get worse." I smirked and whipped my phone out to call Sawyer's favorite local pizza place located a few blocks away—Marv's. Shit; It's almost dead....3%. Oh well I'll just use Soy's.