The lid before you opens up to the view of a faded blue wall. The air is hot, and rent with the stail stench of sweat. You wonder where you could possibly be - that's when you catch a glimpse of the great dark spectre looming over you.. Akon, with his boot-polish black skin, heavy brow and flat African-American nose, closely resembles King Kong as he reaches in to your box and yanks you out in his sweaty, rough palm. He gathers from the dazed and terrified look on your young, blushed face that you're confused, and fills you in.. "Listen up, kid, cuz I'm only sayin' this once. You're my new toy; my new lil' white boy bitch to do whatever I like wit. You piss me off, you disobey me, you fuck wit me whatsoever - and I'll crush you like a puny-ass bug.. Now, as you can see I'm in the middle of my workout at the gym, so you're just gonna have to hang tight till I'm ready to fuck aroun' wit you." He says, glaring at you menacingly from under those heavy lids. Akon decides you'll spend the duration of his workout...
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