"Thanks for the ride," said Dub. "I'm sure sorry about Ezra." It would have helped if you'd have told me that was the local makeout place," said Angel..., still grumpy."I ain't never been there before," he said. "I just heard about it all the time, so when you said something that's where I thought of. Don't be mad at me, please?"She sighed. "I'm not mad at you." Good," he said, sounding relieved. "And thanks for helping me out with my problem again." You're welcome," she said automatically."I'm. Then he asked if I was the stripper. I tried to laugh it of and told him I knew his dad. I went to the bar and got a G&T and a couple of his friends came over to talk. At first apologising for his stripper comment.I said it was ok and quite a compliment really. They said I would make a good stripper, I laughed. They naught me more drinks and even had a dance. All very nice and I admit I liked the attention, liked it a lot, even enough to not mind there hands touching a little and brushing up. The October wind cuts at my face as I walk outside. I am wearing a tight brown dress and gold ballerina flats. I have cut my hair super short again and dyed it red. People are staring at me as I walk quickly past store windows and little eateries. I always get attention yet find myself alone most of the time. When I get to Alex's apartment, he lets me in with a smile which almost knocks me over. I walk inside and hand him my jacket. He is tall and thin about 6'3. I quickly find myself crushing. You reach up and rub the seamen over your breasts.I reach over to you."Now, there’s a good girl" I reach around the back of your neck and undo the buckle holding the ball gag in place. A huge amount of drool spills out as the gag is removed.Your jaw aches but you make no effort to say a word. For the first time in hours you are free from the bondage."Now for the second part" I walk over to the table. You wonder if you should make a run for it but decide against it. You have no clue where you.