Sam was plainly gazing over some oranges while she stood in the produce section of Costco, attention not even on the oranges but on something completely different and miles away from reality. She was completely zoned out from real life which when with Kenny, being zoned out was almost as dangerous as jumping out of a plane with out a shoot. That’s what made Kenneth’s mischievous move so effected. “KENNETH,” The blonde wailed suddenly as an aftermath of being stab in the ass cheek with a cucumber. Dropping all of the oranges that she held but one, Sam swiftly turned on the corner of her heel only to stop in front of Kenny and attempt to lob a fairly hard orange at the Irishman’s head. “You small cocked nit, you didn’t even get my butthole. You stabbed my ass cheek.”
Kenny wouldn’t be surprised by being smacked in the head with an orange, but he didn’t expect Sam to be so offended by being rammed in the ass by a massive cucumber. Because apparently, in his mind, everyone enjoyed being butt fucked by vegetables. “Ow!” He shrieked in exaggerated agony, not minding the curious on-lookers, more than happy to flaunt the obscure way the pair of them showed their affection for one another. The boorish man-child rubbed at the side of his head, crying out from the abuse that he hadn’t even suffered. Sam had only raised her hand and hadn’t been given the time to smack him with the orange she threatened him with. With the other hand, he brandished the lengthy piece of food that he did not intend to purchase, even though he had just attempted a bit of foreplay with it. “If you’re so disappointed, y’can turn around and let me try again.”








