Dave had obviously noticed and was ogling my legs and feet.We stopped at a stop sign and he leaned over towards me. “I wanted to stop by my place an... pick up a picnic lunch I prepared”, he said. “Do you mind a little detour?” I assured him that it was all right, and he put the jeep in gear and made a left turn onto a gravel road that led steeply up into the mountains.Dave was busy driving and shifting gears and I could see his muscles working as he drove, flexing as he operated the clutch and. Pulling out apair of boxers and some large sweat pants, I sat back down on the bedand went about donning them.As I knelt to pull the boxers up my legs, something strange happened. Ifound myself unable to pull them up. Try as I might, I couldn't goabout putting them on. Concentrating, I found my arms willing to holdthe underwear, but unwilling to place them on my body. Frustrated, Itossed them and grabbed the sweatpants. To my horror, I found myselfunable to put them on as well. Like a panicked. She knew she was lucky to have a job at all. At the cereal audition,three actresses she knew confided that they'd have to go home if theydidn't get a gig. Bringing in money meant she could stay in town longer,and that gave her more auditions, more chances for a break. She wanted tokeep her job, so she did it with the same heart she threw in to herauditions.Quickly changing and taking her place on the floor she prepared herselffor a long shift. She locked her smile in place and started. “I know it is crazy as hell, but I found an ice pop mold that makes perfectly round, six-inch-long ice pops with round reusable plastic sticks. I like to use them when someone is going down on me, or I’m going down on them. So far, I’m the only girl I know that seems to get off with an ice dick,” she said softly.Right as we were getting ready to leave, the girl that set up my wi-fi came over wearing a mid-thigh length skirt. She waited until I looked up at her and then flipped it up to show her.