11-13-2016, 03:05 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-20-2016, 03:42 AM by AMalePregnancyWorld.)
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Name: Steven Smith
Age: 22
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 183 lbs
Description: Tan skin from hours of playing and practicing baseball on the field. He was fit and muscular, with strong arms, thin stomach and strong legs.His light brown hair was cut "Crew cut" style, but other was clean in features and looks, with no beard in sight.
Steve was quite popular with scouts and other schools who were all impressed with his ball playing skills, so it did not come as a surprise for Steve to be bombarded with questions as he left the field. It would not be surprising for his name to be talked about in quite a few different discussions and be pretty well known. After a large victory against his colleges rival he wiped his brow and walked back to the dugout where he bumped into a strange man, tall and muscular in a suit at the door to the locker room. "Hey there, can I help you?" he asked as the strange man nodded, "Yes, I am Matthew Dejano from Baseball Scouts, a popular website that looks into new baseball prospects, and you have piqued our interest for sure. I was wondering if you would be interested in conducting an interview with us, as a few different teams have asked for you." Steve smiled and agreed and quickly jumped into the showers and got out dressed and hopped into the limo where he was asked a plethora of different questions until a strange man from behind him pushed a chloroform rag into Steve's face and Steve passed out as the limo whisked away to the airport. When he awoke, the helicopter was beginning it's decent onto the strange island. "Huh? Where am I?" He asked groggily, his head killing him as if he was hung over.
Name: Steven Smith
Age: 22
Height: 5'8"
Weight: 183 lbs
Description: Tan skin from hours of playing and practicing baseball on the field. He was fit and muscular, with strong arms, thin stomach and strong legs.His light brown hair was cut "Crew cut" style, but other was clean in features and looks, with no beard in sight.
Steve was quite popular with scouts and other schools who were all impressed with his ball playing skills, so it did not come as a surprise for Steve to be bombarded with questions as he left the field. It would not be surprising for his name to be talked about in quite a few different discussions and be pretty well known. After a large victory against his colleges rival he wiped his brow and walked back to the dugout where he bumped into a strange man, tall and muscular in a suit at the door to the locker room. "Hey there, can I help you?" he asked as the strange man nodded, "Yes, I am Matthew Dejano from Baseball Scouts, a popular website that looks into new baseball prospects, and you have piqued our interest for sure. I was wondering if you would be interested in conducting an interview with us, as a few different teams have asked for you." Steve smiled and agreed and quickly jumped into the showers and got out dressed and hopped into the limo where he was asked a plethora of different questions until a strange man from behind him pushed a chloroform rag into Steve's face and Steve passed out as the limo whisked away to the airport. When he awoke, the helicopter was beginning it's decent onto the strange island. "Huh? Where am I?" He asked groggily, his head killing him as if he was hung over.
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What I want to know is, whose the father?
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What I want to know is, whose the father?
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