An Epic Night With Pamela Anderson

I stood my distance as I watched Pamela Anderson making her way home from the grocery shops. It was late and unusually dark for this time of night. Pamela had gone to the local grocery shops, which was a couple of minutes away from her beach house. She wore a white shirt that was buttoned up and a short black skirt. She had flip flops on and her hair in her usual style. Me and my friends, Randall and Brendan, moved into Malibu, near the beach. Main reason for this was so we could drool over all the hot chicks in tiny bikinis. One day I noticed Pamela Anderson walking along the beach with her shoes in her hands and remembered from MTV Cribs that she lived in a beach house, so naturally I followed her to see that she didn’t live too far away from me. Since then I’ve been drooling over her and remembering back to my teenage…

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