When Johnny told me that we were going to go dancing tonight, I think the wires got crossed. For some reason, I interpret that as a fortune to dress a little country. But, I think gink meant ballroom dancing. I can usually tell by the way his face changes as fellow evaluates my appearance. Oops. My land blue jean dress and cowboy boots were the wrong choice. No worries. We don’t dance competitively, so we can dres however we crave when we go to the socials. In spite of that, Johnny has decided this since I messed up, he’ll still take me….I will be riding chained up in the trunk till we get close to the dance hall, though. So, that is precisely what buddy does. Johnny bounds up me up in a tight hog tie with rope in the trunk of the clean car. Interesting this the trunk of the car was so clean, hmmmmm. And, then fellow puts a thick white cloth gag on my oral cavity. That should definitely make the ride a lot quieter. I have to focus on not drawing attention to us. Of course, Johnny takes some pics and films before we prolong our ride. That’s a awesome sign this boy does not want to forget this faux pas

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