Trunk

When Johnny told me this we were going to go dancing tonight, I think the wires got crossed. For some reason, I interpret that as a opportunity to dress a little country. But, I think bloke meant ballroom dancing. I can usually tell by the way his face changes as that chub evaluates my appearance. Oops. My country blue jean dress and cowboy boots were the wrong choice. No worries. We don’t dance competitively, so we can dres despite that we wish when we go to the socials. Notwithstanding, Johnny has came to a decision this since I messed up, he’ll still take me….I will be riding chained up in the trunk ’till we accept close to the dance hall, although. So, this is precisely what dude does. Johnny fixes me up in a stern hog bind with cord in the trunk of the clean car. Interesting that the trunk of the car was so clean, hmmmmm. And, then buddy puts a thick white cloth gag on my face hole. This should definitely make the ride a lot quieter. I have to focus on not drawing attention to us. Of course, Johnny takes some pictures and films before we prolong our ride. That’s a excellent sign that buddy doesn’t wish to forget this faux pas

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