Target Practice 4.

In a plastic bag in the attic,there she was...waiting for what her fate would be.
She could guess...her face and her dress and parts of her body were still coated with stains from her previous adventures.
Her master has moved to another city,with her and his other belongings....so,she must still be of some importance.
some stains had a dark shade of yellow....except for the ones on her dress,they had a white-ish cobeweb like appearance.
her hair is flat on one side....on the other it's a wild mess!......and it's hardened...almost crusty!!!
She knew,that she looked like the underdog........like the sucker of a pack of crackwhores!!!
She smells....a kind of sweetness.
But it is a nasty kind of sweet smell....wich you couldn't endure if you would had to brew in a plastic bag for 4 years!!.....with dried sperm as company!!!
Even after all this time,driven insane by this smell,she was clever enough to fear,that even after 4 or 5 years......THERE WAS MORE SPERM TO COME!!!