Bildit

Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters were my downfall, The last time i woke up in the gutter on some mining outpost with my knickers in my mouth and questionable fluids all over my girly parts and veldspar grit between my cheeks my first thought was "oh no not again".. shortly folllowed by "its time to get a job", I went back to mission running. You see I used to have a thing for miners, those industrial carebears with hard calloused hands, even though they they were never great in the sack they interested me, like I had to mother them, until one night in a dangerous corner of lowsec I met Creeture and he told me he had killed more pods than asteroids..he introduced me to his pirate corp mates; the following morning when I woke up with my knickers in my mouth and more fluids than ever in every hole I though "hell yea lets do that again!", since then Creeture has been my obsession, that bastard, that... damit he makes my panties wet....

I really will do ANYTHING for him..... yaaar