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A few weeks later Anna was writing in her new house. After she had enough money she talked Josaphanna into selling the apartment and moving in with her. It seemed fair to Anna that after many months of Josaphanna shouldering most of the rent she should give her a house for free. With all the dough Anna was raking in she went shopping at the Mall of America. And bought whatever she wanted.
She had a pet chihuahua named Felicia that she loved and cared for after she bought it from Katie Perry's lap for 30 grand. As a Newberry award winning author she turned many heads. In her spare time she even wrote children's stories. As she walked by the kids in the humongous and well thoughtout Lego store turned and watched her, trying to build up the courage to ask for her autograph until alias she was gone. No one knew how she had gained such wealth when 3 months ago her books had just been space holders in the corner of Barnes & Noble. She even had her own assistant who had scheduled her with Oprah Winfrey.
As she was once again perusing the aisles in the enormous Bloomington when her phone rang. She picked it up and heard Louise, her assistant.
"Hey girl, how's it goin'? Oh it's probably goin' just fine cuz it's you girl."
"Hello Louise. What's going on?"
"Oh you know got a date with a man!"
Anna knew this was a lie because good agents lie about their personal life to make it seem like they trusted their clients with everything.
"Anywho that is not why I'm calling. Bruce Willis changed his contract and wants ten-percent more."
"Really?!? I already gave him twenty-percent of profits. So you tell him he can go burn his contract and kiss my a-"
"Whoa Nellie! Don't shoot the messenger. And you probably shouldn't shoot curse words in the middle of an outlet or wherever you are. Anyway don't stress I'll get some lawyers and prove the contract void. Bye!"
Anna groaned under her breath in annoyance. She bought her very expensive designers dress and walked out to the car. She was perhaps the only person in the parking lot who drove an Audi R8 E-Tron. When she got to her good sized house overlooking one of Minnesota's many lakes she found Josaphanna waiting on the porch for her. Josaphanna used to work at a Bosco's in midtown but quit when Anna had gotten rich. Now all she did was cool around the house and ,unfortunately for Anna, smoke weed. Josaphanna declared she would try Ecstasy that day. So Anna had been cautious and brought a knife she had gotten at the army surplus store.
To Anna's surprise Josaphanna was completely sober and just waiting. Deciding it was better for her friend not to see the knife Anna tossed it in her pocket.
"Did you try it?"
"Yes and it felt amazing but I thought you might come home with knife so I only took one pill."
"Well," Anna said awkwardly ",that's a relief. Ok I have to go work on a book so I'll see you at dinner."
Anna walked up the stairs to her room and shut the door. Every day for the past two months and 30 days she had thought about this. She walked over to her nightstand and opened the bottom drawer. Pulling out the miniature opaque safe she put in the combination and opened the small door. Reaching in she pulled out a fountain pen loaded with ink. Her fortune was in a small safe in her nightstand. Three months ago she had stopped at Office Depot and bought some ink cartridges. Two months and 23 days ago she had bought the company that made the ink cartridges. The ink had the power to make whatever was written with it come true. She had created her fortune from ink at Office Depot. (How's that for inspiring?)
Anna found some papers and got cracking. Ever since she was thirteen she had watched idly by as all the other popular and lucky girls got the curves they so desired while she gained nothing but height and skinnyness. She figured she would eventually get curves but that day never came. So instead, she would use the pen and test out nice, big, firm breasts and if she didn't like them she could always rip up the paper.
Anna sat there and thought of how she might word the sentence. She had learned that the ink doesn't work if you just flat out say "a brand-new customized Lamborghini appeared on my doorstep". It had to be carefully thought-out and logical. As she thought, she heard Josaphanna on MTV and an announcer said "Call and if your in the first five you can win these custom breast implants! Capable of holding thirty thousand ccs of saline solution!"
And that gave Anna the spark as she wrote "And Anna due to incredible luck was able to call and win the drawing for custom implants."
Then Anna picked up her phone. "Hey Louise. Can we clear out my schedule for the twenty-first? Say about 2:45? Ok good. Thank you. Bye.
She put down her phone and smiled.
She had a pet chihuahua named Felicia that she loved and cared for after she bought it from Katie Perry's lap for 30 grand. As a Newberry award winning author she turned many heads. In her spare time she even wrote children's stories. As she walked by the kids in the humongous and well thoughtout Lego store turned and watched her, trying to build up the courage to ask for her autograph until alias she was gone. No one knew how she had gained such wealth when 3 months ago her books had just been space holders in the corner of Barnes & Noble. She even had her own assistant who had scheduled her with Oprah Winfrey.
As she was once again perusing the aisles in the enormous Bloomington when her phone rang. She picked it up and heard Louise, her assistant.
"Hey girl, how's it goin'? Oh it's probably goin' just fine cuz it's you girl."
"Hello Louise. What's going on?"
"Oh you know got a date with a man!"
Anna knew this was a lie because good agents lie about their personal life to make it seem like they trusted their clients with everything.
"Anywho that is not why I'm calling. Bruce Willis changed his contract and wants ten-percent more."
"Really?!? I already gave him twenty-percent of profits. So you tell him he can go burn his contract and kiss my a-"
"Whoa Nellie! Don't shoot the messenger. And you probably shouldn't shoot curse words in the middle of an outlet or wherever you are. Anyway don't stress I'll get some lawyers and prove the contract void. Bye!"
Anna groaned under her breath in annoyance. She bought her very expensive designers dress and walked out to the car. She was perhaps the only person in the parking lot who drove an Audi R8 E-Tron. When she got to her good sized house overlooking one of Minnesota's many lakes she found Josaphanna waiting on the porch for her. Josaphanna used to work at a Bosco's in midtown but quit when Anna had gotten rich. Now all she did was cool around the house and ,unfortunately for Anna, smoke weed. Josaphanna declared she would try Ecstasy that day. So Anna had been cautious and brought a knife she had gotten at the army surplus store.
To Anna's surprise Josaphanna was completely sober and just waiting. Deciding it was better for her friend not to see the knife Anna tossed it in her pocket.
"Did you try it?"
"Yes and it felt amazing but I thought you might come home with knife so I only took one pill."
"Well," Anna said awkwardly ",that's a relief. Ok I have to go work on a book so I'll see you at dinner."
Anna walked up the stairs to her room and shut the door. Every day for the past two months and 30 days she had thought about this. She walked over to her nightstand and opened the bottom drawer. Pulling out the miniature opaque safe she put in the combination and opened the small door. Reaching in she pulled out a fountain pen loaded with ink. Her fortune was in a small safe in her nightstand. Three months ago she had stopped at Office Depot and bought some ink cartridges. Two months and 23 days ago she had bought the company that made the ink cartridges. The ink had the power to make whatever was written with it come true. She had created her fortune from ink at Office Depot. (How's that for inspiring?)
Anna found some papers and got cracking. Ever since she was thirteen she had watched idly by as all the other popular and lucky girls got the curves they so desired while she gained nothing but height and skinnyness. She figured she would eventually get curves but that day never came. So instead, she would use the pen and test out nice, big, firm breasts and if she didn't like them she could always rip up the paper.
Anna sat there and thought of how she might word the sentence. She had learned that the ink doesn't work if you just flat out say "a brand-new customized Lamborghini appeared on my doorstep". It had to be carefully thought-out and logical. As she thought, she heard Josaphanna on MTV and an announcer said "Call and if your in the first five you can win these custom breast implants! Capable of holding thirty thousand ccs of saline solution!"
And that gave Anna the spark as she wrote "And Anna due to incredible luck was able to call and win the drawing for custom implants."
Then Anna picked up her phone. "Hey Louise. Can we clear out my schedule for the twenty-first? Say about 2:45? Ok good. Thank you. Bye.
She put down her phone and smiled.
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You see anything? Derek asked.
Not yet, Jason said. You?
No, Derek said. Where are they?
Who knows, Jason said. Having massive orgies.
You know, Derek said, Thats not such a bad image.
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