So I did what any desperate person would do, I took out an ad in the newspaper. After two weeks I had just about given up on finding one, having inter...iewed the oddest assortment of “freakazoids” you will ever see. Now, I feel that deserves some explanation. You see, the first person to answer my ad was six-foot, six-inches tall, weighed about three hundred pounds, was wearing a black evening gown, high-heeled shoes and black fishnet stockings. Normally I, size not withstanding, would have. We often drove out to a local truck stop for a bit of fun, but obviously the drivers there weren’t local so it was pretty safe. One of Jackie’s favourite pastimes after a few rum and cokes was to walk through the truck stop at around midnight wearing a short skirt, no panties, loose blouse and high heels. The clacking of the heels alerted some of the drivers to the fact that a female was out there, and when someone put their lights on she’d walk in front of their truck and lift her skirt up to. The natural light from the tall window made her fair skin glow with radiant perfection. Her cute butt faced me, her pink butthole visible when she bent down to pull pins from her bag. I wanted her so badly. I kept telling myself "Just a shower with a friend. Just a shower with a friend." She turned to me suddenly and said, “Coming in?” I realized I was frozen. She reached her hand out to me. I took it, her warm fingers enclosing mine. Could she feel that I was shaking? We stepped up on to the. On the bed of flora is Catwoman, bound and gagged in a way. Living vines have coiled around her wrists and waist. Her costume has been prised open so that the flowery heads of the green tendrils can grope her shapely breasts and invade her nether regions. She drools as another vine pumps rhythmically into her mouth.Mesmerised, you nearly cum in your pants from the sight of it all, and then…“Gotcha!” Harley screams as she strikes your head from behind. You stumble a moment too long and can do.