Monday, December 13, 2021

THE EPIPHANY OF ALICIA SIERRA

Alicia, Isabela is 100 kilometers north of Almaguer South and a further 8 kilometers is the former Northeast Luzon Academy where the eldest son of Pepito and Eufrocina spent his first tumultuous three years of high school feasting on lechon and fine champagne cognac as a Knight Commander of the Court of Honor.

Angadanan Viejo was renamed as Alicia in 1949 in memory of Dona Alicia Syquia Quirino who was murdered by Imperial Japanese forces during the Battle of Manila in 1945 whose remains were later exhumed by the Collectors of Seoul and tranported 11,510 kilometers to Madrid where she was resurrected by the deacons of the New Truth Society and the Arrowhead hoodlums as Inspector Alicia Sierra of the Policia Nacional who ruthlessly chased The Professor and his gang of capital cities in Parts 3-4. 

But she came back two years too early so Chairman Jeong Jin-soo had her Hellbound through therapy sessions with Dr. Jean Holloway who was featured in a tit show with a barista in Episode 7 where leftover kalderetang kambing and tiim na bibe from the Great Plebeian's 158th birthday were reheated and served with beer.

Thus was the transformation of Alicia Sierra as a renegade Gypsy in Part 5 who, with Dong-goo the grave robber and Hye-jin the lawyer, plotted a Money Heist of the Federal Reserve Bank of New York that included a loot of authentic Charcuterie Board, luxury cognac, mature anejo tequila and Australian moscato wine from Friday the 10th.   

  
The MILF of Bakal 2 was a no-show but the scent of she-who-must-not-be-named lingered for three days to Hush the lesbian, the swinger, the sex doll, the working wife, the scammer, the jealous wife and the voyeur as the Phantom Biker prowled the trails to reminisce the greatest moments of his first pussy ever: a daring Vasily-Tanya fuck in Mayumo, an unforgettable doggie in Mapisong, stolen moments of lust in Pulong Bibit, the moans of pleasure in Culiat, a plea for cum in Quezon City, and the magical fingers of Binondo that were as salacious as the episodes of the maid and the enchanted while somewhere, the brushing of fingers with a petite mami vendor aroused an appetite for iced beer and slices of tinned pork shoulder ham on an Amaranthine Saturday afternoon...


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