They hunted in packs.
Tina, Lexi, Sharon and Esther all had tit jobs in Bangkok.
They loved nothing better than showing them off.
They especially loved walking around the air conditioned shopping malls in revealing clothes.
' They are a femme quartet of sultry killers, fishnets are their trademark,' said Max, who suggested we hit the bars.
'Their records say they are fond of musk perfume,' added Max.
All we really needed to do was look for the horndogs.
The Hit Squad actually loved nothing more than hitting up the cash the old geizas had.
'If they are that good, then why aren't they working for us?' asked Max.
No one answered him and I wasn't going to state the obvious.
Warung Impressio was all mirrors and soft glows.
Inside, a group of girls were smoking clove cigarettes.
'It has to be them,' said Max, as we walked closer towards them.
They were talking to two old men, in their sixties.
'No problems,' said Tina,'we accept Pay Pal.'
'But you've only flashed your boobs a few time,' said the first old man.
'We at least want a tongue kiss before we transfer you the cash,' said the other old man.
Tangerine lip gloss, I could smell it a mile away, and the musk perfume, it was really setting me off.
The Viagra I took an hour before was kicking in too.
'Look at the idiots,' said Max, who ordered us two Bintangs, 'they are paying them for a flash and a tongue kiss.'
Sounds like a perfect transaction, I said, as I started flashing one hundred dollar notes to the cute waitress who brought us the beer.
'Keep the change love,' I said.
Then all four of the cutest heads turned my way.
Like flies, they flew over to the turd.
'What I'm gunna give you, you can on feast for days,' said Max who asked the girls what they'd like to drink.
Tina, Lexi, Sharon and Esther all had tit jobs in Bangkok.
They loved nothing better than showing them off.
They especially loved walking around the air conditioned shopping malls in revealing clothes.
' They are a femme quartet of sultry killers, fishnets are their trademark,' said Max, who suggested we hit the bars.
'Their records say they are fond of musk perfume,' added Max.
All we really needed to do was look for the horndogs.
The Hit Squad actually loved nothing more than hitting up the cash the old geizas had.
'If they are that good, then why aren't they working for us?' asked Max.
No one answered him and I wasn't going to state the obvious.
Warung Impressio was all mirrors and soft glows.
Inside, a group of girls were smoking clove cigarettes.
'It has to be them,' said Max, as we walked closer towards them.
They were talking to two old men, in their sixties.
'No problems,' said Tina,'we accept Pay Pal.'
'But you've only flashed your boobs a few time,' said the first old man.
'We at least want a tongue kiss before we transfer you the cash,' said the other old man.
Tangerine lip gloss, I could smell it a mile away, and the musk perfume, it was really setting me off.
The Viagra I took an hour before was kicking in too.
'Look at the idiots,' said Max, who ordered us two Bintangs, 'they are paying them for a flash and a tongue kiss.'
Sounds like a perfect transaction, I said, as I started flashing one hundred dollar notes to the cute waitress who brought us the beer.
'Keep the change love,' I said.
Then all four of the cutest heads turned my way.
Like flies, they flew over to the turd.
'What I'm gunna give you, you can on feast for days,' said Max who asked the girls what they'd like to drink.
