The start of a new Era
August the 16th, 2016
Yeah, you're a new one, made from Dutch. I needed a new one, the old was stolen, and I needed to write down some letters to let away some of my sexual frustration. I just can't always use the goat, the Peruvian dog, or the gorilla. I would get a sore penis, from fucking 25 times a day. So I sended mark to the local store, to pick up condoms in his favorite flavor, a new dildo for Heskey, and to get me a new Pink diary. He was able to find a new dildo for Heskey, and the Diary for me. Why he bought a gagball, handcuffs, and some latex stuff, I don't know, but he informed me that the Mayor's daughters wanted to cum over. Dunno if it was over him, or just to the building.
After that Amazing Season, we are now ready to fight for some more places. Vlad here made quite a few friends here, and after some deliberation 2 of them wanted to be our feeder clubs, so we feeded them with some hardcore action on the field. In our preseason we played against Marken (2-0 win), DFC (Dem Flying Cunts, 7-0 win) and Naaldwijk (8-0 win). Of course we were happy, especially Vlad, who won the bet with the managers. As always I would get the managers wife, but he had a few hours alone with the managers. I only think they have misread the contract, because they weren't kicking his balls. The K and the L are so damn close together...
We also played our first 2 european Matches. Mark wanted some fresh meat, so in trade for a blowjob for the team, he could get with us to Portugal for the matches against Benfica. After he got drunk, he started an all-out orgy with the local policeforce, causing a massive crime-increase over time. I don't think they should have did it in the changingroom of the local newscentre, but hey, Mark couldn't resist himself. Oh, the score was by the way 0-0 in their stadium, and 2-0 in ours.
We already have started in the league, the Opener was against NEC (Never Ever Cum), which was a battle lost by their whole team. Never Ever Could have imagined that Mark was that good with his mouth, he looked like the Kardashians, but than even worse. We won just 3-0, because they gave up. After that we plaayed Ajax. Mark was talking so much about he would boss them, that even his ass because jaleous of the amount of shit that came out of his mouth. We won 2-0, and went on to FC Twente. Trying to grab soemthing good, we went for the 3 points, while Nark went for some (Boreham) Wood, and trying to squeeze another drop of milk out of it. We won 5-1, we needed to accept 1 goal, because our Mexican goalie decided to take a siësta during the game.
But hey, new fresh, devirginized diary, we will talk soon. Mark needs to go to the hospital. Trying to fit Heskey and Terry in there at once wasn't a good idea.
This one is especially for you Nick, I hope you've had a good read, and I hope it all get well soon