I went to a St. Patrick’s day party and drank way too many GREEN BEERS. My head was swimming but there was this super nice guy who came to my rescue. I couldn’t really tell you what he looked like because of the very thick beer goggles I had on!
My friends took my keys (thank you) but I was still pouting about wanting to take myself home. ‘Cus I’m a BIG GIRL after all. The guy who I said rescued me, well he offered to take me home. I swayed and weaved on the way out the door until he scooped me up in his big arms and carried me into his truck.
Just asking for Trouble
I’ll admit it, I fell asleep in the cap. I was just so tired and groogy. When I opened my eyes next, I was tied to a bed. His bed, I assumed. My hands and ankles were tied together with a green garland that scratched at my skin. I struggled and yelled but no one seemed to be able to hear me.
Minutes passed and panic set in. My mom always warned me about stuff like this but I thought she was just overprotective and too much of a worry wart to actually enjoy life. I screamed until my throat was raw and then screamed some more.
It wasn’t until I’d exhausted myself and was completely sober from fear that my hero turned captor appeared. He seemed bigger now that I saw him with clear eyes and meaner. My tummy flipped and rolled. I was terrified of what he’d so to me.
“Now we can get the party started.” He gave me a slimy grin and came toward my NAKED, spread eagle body.
Kayla Cumsalot
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