Bananas in Springtime

Chapter 1

The Story The Authors

Right across the street, in the house the 2 women and the 5-year-old psychic girl had just left, Joel snickered to himself. He had put explosives in all the thongs, and soon all the women in the world would go KABLOOIE!!! He wrote in microscopic lettering on the side of one thong, "All women are sex finatics, beuaty depentent STICKS, and/or just plain WEIRD! And by the time they realize this they will be DEAD!" He left the factory to make the ten million more explosive thongs he would need to carry out his evil plan, after grabbing three and hurrying after Dawn, Janice, and Kristi. "Hey you guys," he said, "try on these BETTER thongs instead of your skimpy ones! It's free too!" THe 3 women didn't know that these thongs contained Joel's deadly explosives which would set off the moment a woman put them on... Carolyn

Dawn was so excited about her new thong that she grabbed it and put it on before the other two could get theirs on and she exploded in a puff of smoke. "Oh my God!" Janice cried. "What happened to Dawn?" "She must have spontaneously combusted" Joel tried to fool his mother. "No!" said the psychic Kristi. "You put bombs in these thongs!" She accused her wicked brother. "Joel, is this true?" Janice queried. "Yes! Yes! It's true! And soon all the women of the world will blow up just like Dawn! Muahahahaha!" "I can't believe I'm the mother of a nine year old misogynistic evil genius!" Janice lamented. "But why would you do such a thing?" Kristi whined. "Because all women are sex fanatics, beauty dependent STICKS, and are just plain WIERD!" Joel shouted. "Some one needs an attitude adjustment." Said Janice. "And I'm just the one to do it!" She pulled out a very large gun and blew a huge hole in Joel's head, knocking him forty feet and spewing his brains all over the pavement. "Girl Power." Janice said. "Oh my God!" Kristi cried. "That wasn't Joel at all, it was... Sandy R

that drunk asss bitch Darrell, Dam he always invades the seen with such distorted tactics, but once again, CoaCoa puts him in his place, she knew what he needed as she slowly opened her robe and took his hand and placed his fingers in her wet pussssy, "Oh God", she yelled as his bulge grows bigger and bigger. the sweat starts to pour off of them both as he sinks into her walls, "Oh Baby", he yells as they both lay in pure ectasy. The fire and passion is even greater now as they start to forfill each others fantasies one by one. "Dam somethings missing", CoaCao yells, and before you know his friend Rob walks in. "Down for a Menaje' Twa", Rob implies and to CoaCao's surprise Darrell CoaCoa

whips out a very large gun and shoots Rob for misspelling menage et toi. Then Janice ran to Darrell and grabbed the gun away from him. "Goddamn you!" She shouted and shot CoaCoa for being such a slut and misspelling 'damn'. "Jeez! You people are way too uptight about spelling!" Darrell said. "And this is for you for totally ignoring me you whore!" Janice growled and leveled the gun at Darrell's throbbing member, but before she could pull the trigger... Sandy R

several policemen ran into the room shouting, "Nobody move!!" "We received a call about a disturbance, " said one policeman, who was the Chief. "Something about sex fanatics, beauty dependent sticks, and er....WIERDOS??" Another cop scanned the room and said, "Yup, this must be the place alright!" CoaCoa was bleeding to death in a corner, Rob was all over the place (literally), and Janice was standing there aiming a trigger right at Darrell's joystick, which lay limp and joyless. "Ohmygod! Look at this goddamn mess!, " shouted the Chief. "Take them in, boys." The cops whipped out their handcuffs and then and those who shall remain nameless...

the Chief said "You are all under arrest for not knowing the correct spelling of menage a trois!" "Hair splitter," Janice mumbled. Then the real Joel showed up in a home made space ship of his own design. "Quick! Mom! Sis! Get inside and put on these space suits!" Kristi and Janice made a break for the ship under a hail of gunfire from the police. They made it safely inside and quickly got into their space suits. As Joel closed the door they could see Darrell begging them to take him along. They ignore his pleas. Soon they were once again out of the Earth's atmosphere. "I'm a little disappointed that we didn't get to climb Mt. Everest." Janice sighed. But little did she know a greater adventure was yet instore for them. Sandy R

The Story	The Authors
Right across the street, in the house the 2 women and the 5-year-old psychic girl had just left, Joel snickered to himself. He had put explosives in all the thongs, and soon all the women in the world would go KABLOOIE!!! He wrote in microscopic lettering on the side of one thong, "All women are sex finatics, beuaty depentent STICKS, and/or just plain WEIRD! And by the time they realize this they will be DEAD!" He left the factory to make the ten million more explosive thongs he would need to carry out his evil plan, after grabbing three and hurrying after Dawn, Janice, and Kristi. "Hey you guys," he said, "try on these BETTER thongs instead of your skimpy ones! It's free too!" THe 3 women didn't know that these thongs contained Joel's deadly explosives which would set off the moment a woman put them on...	Carolyn
Dawn was so excited about her new thong that she grabbed it and put it on before the other two could get theirs on and she exploded in a puff of smoke. "Oh my God!" Janice cried. "What happened to Dawn?" "She must have spontaneously combusted" Joel tried to fool his mother. "No!" said the psychic Kristi. "You put bombs in these thongs!" She accused her wicked brother. "Joel, is this true?" Janice queried. "Yes! Yes! It's true! And soon all the women of the world will blow up just like Dawn! Muahahahaha!" "I can't believe I'm the mother of a nine year old misogynistic evil genius!" Janice lamented. "But why would you do such a thing?" Kristi whined. "Because all women are sex fanatics, beauty dependent STICKS, and are just plain WIERD!" Joel shouted. "Some one needs an attitude adjustment." Said Janice. "And I'm just the one to do it!" She pulled out a very large gun and blew a huge hole in Joel's head, knocking him forty feet and spewing his brains all over the pavement. "Girl Power." Janice said. "Oh my God!" Kristi cried. "That wasn't Joel at all, it was...	Sandy R
that drunk asss bitch Darrell, Dam he always invades the seen with such distorted tactics, but once again, CoaCoa puts him in his place, she knew what he needed as she slowly opened her robe and took his hand and placed his fingers in her wet pussssy, "Oh God", she yelled as his bulge grows bigger and bigger. the sweat starts to pour off of them both as he sinks into her walls, "Oh Baby", he yells as they both lay in pure ectasy. The fire and passion is even greater now as they start to forfill each others fantasies one by one. "Dam somethings missing", CoaCao yells, and before you know his friend Rob walks in. "Down for a Menaje' Twa", Rob implies and to CoaCao's surprise Darrell	CoaCoa
whips out a very large gun and shoots Rob for misspelling menage et toi. Then Janice ran to Darrell and grabbed the gun away from him. "Goddamn you!" She shouted and shot CoaCoa for being such a slut and misspelling 'damn'. "Jeez! You people are way too uptight about spelling!" Darrell said. "And this is for you for totally ignoring me you whore!" Janice growled and leveled the gun at Darrell's throbbing member, but before she could pull the trigger...	Sandy R
several policemen ran into the room shouting, "Nobody move!!" "We received a call about a disturbance, " said one policeman, who was the Chief. "Something about sex fanatics, beauty dependent sticks, and er....WIERDOS??" Another cop scanned the room and said, "Yup, this must be the place alright!" CoaCoa was bleeding to death in a corner, Rob was all over the place (literally), and Janice was standing there aiming a trigger right at Darrell's joystick, which lay limp and joyless. "Ohmygod! Look at this goddamn mess!, " shouted the Chief. "Take them in, boys." The cops whipped out their handcuffs and then	and those who shall remain nameless...
the Chief said "You are all under arrest for not knowing the correct spelling of menage a trois!" "Hair splitter," Janice mumbled. Then the real Joel showed up in a home made space ship of his own design. "Quick! Mom! Sis! Get inside and put on these space suits!" Kristi and Janice made a break for the ship under a hail of gunfire from the police. They made it safely inside and quickly got into their space suits. As Joel closed the door they could see Darrell begging them to take him along. They ignore his pleas. Soon they were once again out of the Earth's atmosphere. "I'm a little disappointed that we didn't get to climb Mt. Everest." Janice sighed. But little did she know a greater adventure was yet instore for them.	Sandy R

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