♥ shhexycorin ♥

There are some photos that you will always hold close to your heart and this one of Nana Corin is always carefully placed in my bra, in the vain hope that some of her vim and vigour will pass on to me.

I had the coolest grandparents, Gramps was a legend, always had the best stories to tell, full of rape and murder. Then he met my Nan and fell head over heels in love. He hung up the bull-whip and cyanide capsules, and left the secret service to start a family, in the mountain home of his childhood.

Before her marriage, my grandmother had been one of Asia’s best-loved performance artistes. Her oeuvre broke rules and crossed boundaries. It has often been said that her piece, The Banana Bum Dance did more for the suffrage of women in Asia than any other socio-political factor.

She and her new husband wanted babies and they wanted them NOW, so they started rutting like there was no tomorrow. Soon, Nana was dropping sprogs left, right and centre. So fruitful was she, that the whole family lived very comfortably on her method of having one baby and selling the next on to wealthy Westerners.

This is a photo of Nana Corin when she was just 23, after the birth of her ninth child. I just love it! She looks so happy, full of the joys of love, youth and having yet another lump of flesh falling out of her sloppy cunt. She looks exactly the same today, her 106th birthday, minus a tooth or two, but still the same lovely Nana who’d sit me on her knee and tell me the secret of how to be a proper lady. Boy, did she teach me well.

I bet your grandmother isn’t half as sexy as Nana Corin, what a foxy slut!

Happy Birthday, Nana Corin.
Love you long time.

xCx

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