To Be Continued Game: Series One (As posted in Facebook)

I posted a game in my facebook exclusive for my friends.

"Rules: I start the story, you continue the story, one line at a time. You can play as often you want. Continue the story via the Add Comment feature."

Friends who contributed to the story were: Doc Maritel Ledesma, Minnie Montano, Doc Julius de la Cruz, Pinkee Alojado, Joy Velasco and Rommel Abaja.

The starting line was:
She entered the room and everyone was quick to notice what she was wearing.

The rest of the story as continued by my friends:

Is that what I think it is? She didn't mind them staring at her. Because she was there on a mission. She suddenly shed off all her clothes and went stark naked. then she shivered...good thing she had that cigar....
...which she thought was more than just a cigar. Her fingers twirled the length of the oiled-leaf inhaling the heavenly delicate earthy oils, then suddenly, without hesitation, she placed the blunt end of the cigar into her...
itchy nose...dang...now where did she put that sad excuse for a dress? she started looking around and saw the unthinkable....


what is that? is that what i think it is? yes it is! someone ... left a glistening oscar de la renta gown hanging by the door! So..

she tried it on but it wasn't her size! Looking around, she decided to wear it anyway, sarong style...and marched down the...

aisle towards the bar to order her favorite drink...
"a big glass of goat's milk please..." she was about to dirnk the glass when suddenly..BANG!

The door slammed suddenly, and in came Brad Pitt!..with Angelina Jolie trailing behind..."Damn!," she said. "That girl! Urgh! She always messes things around!" She held tight onto her cigar. For she knew what would happen next...

Brad suddenly took out his 9mm gun and with a smirk, he aimed at Angelina's temple and Blam! A fountain of red gushed out of Angelina's other side sending her down the floor, her whole body a quivering mess. Brad then said, "Now, Semolina, you're next! You're next to die bitch!"

Semolina, with her cigar, shivered at the possibility. She thought, how masochistically erotic this could be. A rivulet of clear fluid trailed down her black stockings.

Brad aimed the barrel of his 9mm and with his finger steady, pulled the trigger twice sending two bullets into Semolina's brain. The girl tumbled down staining the floor with a crimson pool, spurting intermittently. Brad took her pulse, and noted nothing. He said, "die bitch, die!"

Brad then took the cigar and.....

"CUT! Good take!" Peque Gallaga shouted. Angelina, as if rising from the dead, rushed to Brad took the cigar from him. Shen then faced Peque and said with teary eyes, "I...I was supposed to be Semolina..."

********* THIS ENDS THE STORY ****************
good job guys!

Will be reposting the story you created in my blog
http://bayenn.blogspot.com

Any suggestions for a title?