While Genie was still entrapped in his new prison of shampoo soap, it was making him sea sick, coursing him too vomit inside the soap, plus mixing it with his ejaculation from watching Joan, her daughters and older granddaughters taking showers in her master bathroom, plus the absorbent from the magical cone-shape bra, made the soap into one powerful unknown magical concoction.
The first few weeks was hell for Joan Ding and her family, her daughters were very worried about her health and sanity.
Joan pace the whole manor without leaving it looking for her bra, between cold sweats to hot flashes, body shakes to bones rattle; Joan was like a junkie looking for it next fix.
But it started to recall her past life before she came to Hollywood; But it was in bits and pieces, like it might take months to get it all together.
Joan had to take a hot shower to calm her bones from rattling; inside the shower all soaped up it make her feel so good massaging her large breasts.
Joan looked to pick up another shampoo bottle, but back off to see another bottle half filled begun to rock back and forth.
Joan looked inside it, without picking it up to see the blue man she chase out of the house weeks ago half drown wearing her bra wrapped around his head.
Fri Jun 04 11:40:03 2004