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| Run! There's a boy psychic who reads women's panties to see the future. | |
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| Oh yeah, that's exactly what I'll do. I'm gonna run all right. Point to where he is so I can run to him. | |
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| I hear you need my panties, kid. | |
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| Actually, he just told me that, since a woman wears the panties, he could read the woman even better. The panties receive only an imprint, so that means the real future he'll find between your legs. | |
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| I'm fucked. She just fucked me. Forget the girl. Abort pussy-finding mission. Go Go Gadget Running Shoes. | |
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