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There is a place in a small Russian town, where the line that starts at the door can go on for almost a mile. People come not only to see Michelle but for a chance to get at her virgin bones.

Michelle, who is of Spanish-English decent, had come from a sunny coastal city to this small snowy town; her perfect tan has since paled out since when she first arrived, but some would say that this has increased her attractiveness. With her long flowing black hair that glistens under a full moonlight, her moderately angled eyes, her sharp brows, her full lipped smile, her breasts perfectly squeezed into a low cut shirt, and her tight but curvy latin rump, there's no doubt that she must belong to someone.

But she doesn't. She's a virgin, and she let's the whole town know it.

This is why people line up at her door to pay 100 rubles in order to challenge against her skill. By trade, she's a knife thrower. Her skirt twirls in the air, as she spins and thrusts her knives at a spinning board with numbers in order to beat her opponents score, which she always does.

Almost always. She has lost once; but the loss wasn't big enough to give the full "happy ending". She had to suck the man off. It was vile and humiliating, but at least she can still advertise herself as the Virgin Knifethrower from Europe.

So it is, every day, over a hundred men a day, each one steps up, is offered three knives to throw at the spinning board numbered from one to twenty-five. Lowest score possible is 3, highest is 75.

Here is the message listed at the door for all contestants:

"All prizes are awarded behind closed doors in the privacy of my own room.

Should the contestant come to within 10 points of my score, I then offer a handjob. Not bad for a consolation prize, is it?

Should the contestant win by 10 points, then I offer a handjob with my shirt & bra removed.

Should the contestant win by 20 points, then I shall give him head; he, however, does not get to deliver into my mouth

Should the contestant win by 25 points, I will give him head, and yes boys, I will swallow.

Should the contestant win by 35 points, then he may have intercourse with me on the grounds that he must use protection.

Congratulations, you have captured my virginity.

Should I lose by 45 points or more, I offer my complete self to the contestant for a time limit designated by the contestant himself; for 45 points, I may be his forever in any way imaginable. Keep dreaming, boys."

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