Capri has multiple personality disorder. Not that it’s a bad thing, she’s just very freaky! I found her at Wal Mart trying to find her car (another personality had driven the car), and when I offered to help her, she said, fuck it, let’s go to your place. Hmm, is this a trick? Or was I the trick? We bumped uglies anyway, and I pumped her snatch full of spunk, then sent her funky ass on her way.
