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...and Ronnie pushes the leg press up once more, and locks it into place. He just sits there, legs stretched out on the floor, hearing the words of Senester as his promo plays out over the laptop speakers. Ronnie continues to sit there, thinking, then speaking
Sometimes I wonder if you haven't gotten a bit senile as the power you wield begins to consume you slowly, dear Senester. Maybe it's just a personal preference for men who are weak minded and who will succumb to your will like AC will before he does you like he's done everyone else who's stood by his side...he gets the big head and thinks he's above them, and then screws them over. Don't think you're immune...you let him in and he'll do you too...because that's what a leech does...never good enough to make it on his own, but when attached to a more powerful party, they think they can mastermind their way to the top....but then again, you have Butch at your stead, and he is as stubborn as the day is long, so I wonder what exactly what service you are providing for him, though I already have a fairly good idea of what that is. While I can't begrudge him for why he's laid down with you, I can want to kick his ass for leaving everyone in the dark that's close to him about it. But that's another story for another time.
You play your games with the rest of the people Senester...but you know as well as I...there are those who rise up against you, those who have the power to make moves without your ever present hand in the cookie jar, so to speak. You see what's going on just as well as I do...someone is already making a mess of things...hitting whatever they want...not caring what side or who's path they cross. Eventually he will cross both of us...question is...who will benefit.
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