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« on: November 20, 2023, 10:53:46 am »Message ID: 1377428
A sample from chapter 69 of "Make America Erotic Again: A Donald Trump Love Story"
I, Ronald America, had traveled for months but my lack of funds was catching up to me. My ex-wife had taken just about everything in the divorce. But I knew when I find Donald Trump that my love and devotion to him would solve all my problems. At the gas station, there was this person who looked like one of those "lady boys" I asked him what was in his pants. I had seen him go into the women's bathroom. I knew if there was a wiener in there, that I would be honor bound to attack him until the police arrived to arrest him. He looked at me and said it was none of my business, in a high pitched likely mimicking a real woman. I grabbed him to stop him from fleeing, I grabbed by the chest knowing it would be easy to grab the implants. I'll admit the implants felt real, close to natural. He kept screaming for help. But I reached in his pants, I got really confused, it felt almost like a woman's genital area. I kept reaching in deeper to find the wiener. I knew if I kept searching I would find it. But then I felt a hit to the back of my head. I woke up a few hours later in a jail cell. I was being accused of "Sexua*ly assaulting" a woman. Then I realized he was a she, just like a below average looking she but still a she. Then it occurred to me that I had grabbed her by the pus*y, just like my hero and one true love. In that moment I was euphoric not from the blessings of a phony god (anyone or anything that is not Donald Trump) but because I had been presidential like Donald Trump. This was my chance to meet him, if I pled my case to the public, he would have to come find me and give me a presidential pardon. Lets just say it would be a pardon well rewarded after.