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Fire Extinguisher Man Erotic Stories Series Six by Jimmy Boom Semtex

Fire Extinguisher Man Erotic Stories Series Six by Jimmy Boom Semtex

The London lady who called Fire Extinguisher Man insisted on a contract for sex. She wanted his services for two days. She insisted on each of them reading, agreeing and signing the sex contract for services rendered, by the gigolo, so he would be eventually paid. If he broke the terms of the contract, his fee was forfeited. She offered him £2000 for the three days. He was determined not to fail, it was a lot of cash, enjoyment and responsibility.
Her name was Terri. She was a professional career woman with no time for relationships or marriage. Being a CEO of three companies, two which were listed on the Stock Exchange, gave little free time. What spare time she had was both precious and expensive. Terri always got what she wanted, both in business and in pleasure.

The contract read:
To Fire Extinguisher Man.
You must do what I say, when I say. Or face punishment. Simple as that. I am the Boss and in charge.
Signed, Terri and Fire Extinguisher Man.

out late 2016 from My Husband the Whore 2 Jimmy Boom Semtex

out late 2016

from My Husband the Whore 2
Jimmy Boom Semtex

Joe was being sucked off by his girlfriend, Sienna. They met a few months ago when he got a strange call. It was from his work mate's number but the voice definitely wasn't him. It was a girl, well two girls. They had the phone and were randomly calling numbers from the phonebook. One was Joe's. He heard them whispering and one said ask him if he works at Smith's Tyres. He said yes and arranged to meet. In days he was fucking the girl. She was easy and up for it. And really dirty in bed.

FUTILITY OF WAR

When the enemy threatens to invade, you all join up ready to fight.

When they bomb your cities you defend them with your life, fight to the death.

When they cross your borders with a million men, you lay down a suicide defence to stop them.

When this leads to Armageddon, when your sons and daughters die in a nuclear fire,

Will you all realise the futility of war? When your sons and daughters are no longer coming home, for they are all dead and their homeland in ruins, as is the enemies, will you see the futility of war for what is it, a pointless waste, making the devil happy with a million dead.

PARA

You chase the bint from Grimsby and pester me to sleep with my female mates. An affair you plan, to have your cake and to eat it, fuck the actions as long as you get your way.

I’m your mate and you do what you want but I’m not impressed by you or your actions, chasing my friends. I became paranoid with you, mistrusting your actions and not liking your deceit. Our argument was bad, you fear me when I’m angry, let that show you, you must change your ways or face the consequences, whatever they will be.

I’m not your go-between for your misdirection, thinking with your dick. Time you grew up and became a real man, face up to your actions.

VOID

Nothing has quite ever happened like this before.

John killed his wife in a row over money.

It was on the spur of the moment, he only meant

to scare her.

Now it’s too late as a huge black void erupts from nowhere.

Suddenly John, his dead wife and his house are gone – nothing

but a black soulless void remains.

Country A invades country B in a bloodbath of war.

Death rules absolute as the devil sweeps over the battlefield.

As the fallen country surrenders blackness swallows everything.

Nothing is left, it’s gone into the void.

The whole world is disappearing, soon nothing will be left.

Just a void. Will it end?

JIMMY BOOM SEMTEX scifi poem with a difference

JIMMY BOOM SEMTEX scifi poem with a difference

http://visualverse.org/submissions/aerospace-grade-materials/

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Grouch

Grouch

The grouch is a nasty man.

He seems nice but he spins you a line.

Tells you what you want to hear.

He did this to his neighbour.

The result was a sale.

Grouch benefited and his neighbour lost out.

Where's my sewing machine?

I sold it to buy two hundred beers.

You did what?

Have a beer.

I saved it for you and drank the rest.

The grouch isn't so bad.

Offering a beer.

The neighbour smiled and accepted.

His was a bad day.

Being ripped off.

It was fine.

The hit man he'd hired accepted credit.

from 

Dominions of Corrosion

Jimmy Boom Semtex

Photo 2

Photo 2
What to do with our enemy?
There's nine hundred and ninety terrs there.
With sore limbs and no toys.
In time, word will get out.
Compromising us in future.
Over the edge!
You four, take three men each.
You know the drill.
The SF guys nodded and trotted off.
It wasn't said but done.
Were they being recorded?
Hopefully.
Would save the SAS a job.
Showing the world what happened to terrs.
Off the cliff one at a time.
Like jumping out of a plane.
Or into a swimming pool.
But with a four mike terminal velocity drop.
Two ex terrorists are kept.
Prisoners.
Our mission continues.
We'll get back safe.
No one is lost yet.
Nothing will stop us.
For we keep your world safe.

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