Let's begin a story... feel free to continue the plot as you please. Make it interesting and full of sexual encounter... buhahahaha (evil laugh).

"The burly, yet incredibly strong . . .

 

lumberjack spied a dastardly looking woman enthralled with the off coloured auburn lock of hair twirled by a slender finger. Her eyes met his instantly and...

 

he quickly approached her from behind and

 

gave a caress to her bustier clad breasts, which excited her beyond measure. She in turn...

 

Caressed his pleasure zones

 

resulting in him crying out for...

 

waffles! Big tasty waffles with lots of syrup!

 

But she didn't have any, so she settled for french toast instead.

 

the French toast batter needed more eggs. So they trotted off to the store to find...

 

a waffle iron while HE continued to cry for HIS waffles.

 

SHE told HIM that HIS waffles would have to wait. HE cried bitter tears and then found the porno mags aisle in the Supermarket.

 

While he was leafing through January's edition of "Weed-Addicted Chicks Over 70", she headed for the syrup aisle.

 

to find the hot, young female employee restocking the Mrs. Butterworth's "can I help you?" asks the young hottie.

 

Yes, she replied. Can you tell me if Mrs Butterworth and Aunt Jemima ever get together and sample each other's syrup?

 

"well ma'am. I'm sure they do..." *bow chica wow wow* The employee shoves the young woman up against the syrups on the shelves and begins lustily kissing her. *porno theme music plays*

 

A moment later the theme music is interrupted by the intercom. "Price check Aisle 7, bottle of wesson oil and six cucumbers".

 

"Damn it!" I think as my face burns with crimson embarrassment. Thinking quick I grab the cucumbers and oil, clutching them to my breast as a mother would her child. With a heavy sigh I stand to defend what I've claimed as my own. To the death.

 

"Uh that'll be $8.75", says the voice behind the cash register, her gum clacking loudly.

Diamond Jade, with beads of sweat on her forehead, her fertile mind already immersed in her plans, almost forgets to pay for her purchase on the way out.

 

Laughing hysterically I scream "A penny is a lot of money, if you haven't got a penny!" Not wanting to be greedy I drop two of the cucumbers on the ground and kick them towards the check out.

Feeling the judging eyes I say "Fortune helps her that's willing to help herself."

 

The bottle of oil cracks under pressure, soiling the front of Diamond Jade like much sweat of an athlete.

She takes off in a half sprint run, dodging a few neglectful parents reading 'parenting for dummies' while their children chase parked buses.