She said I was too 'clingy'. Fuck her!I turned toward the sinks and saw the two men standing silently near the farthest sink, the one nearest the exit... Were they fucking hanging out in here? I didn't care, wash my hands and get back on the road. I tapped some soap from the dispenser into my hand and started to wash. I could feel the two of them watching me and if this was going to be a mugging I was going to lose pathetically. One of them looked like some wannabe WWF wrestler type and the other. I hope they send you to the men's prison. So long! Or is it presto chango?"With Dee out of the way I spread a map of the canyon property on the hood of the jeep for everyone to see. Colored lines indicated three dune buggy circuits: beginner, intermediate, and racing. Shaded areas indicated parking lots, bleachers, concessions, a pro shop, gasoline alley, a parts store, a performing stage, shopping strip, a flea market, and other attractions. The entrance roads, exit roads, and electrical. Nieznajomy położył się między nimi i rozpoczął bardzo namiętne całowanie mojej dziureczki. Pieszczoty przypominały mi te wczorajsze z samochodu ale nie przypominam sobie aby któryś z chłopaków miał długie włosy.- O tak, tak rób mi dalej – powiedziałam gdy nieznajomy zaczął wwiercać się w mój otworek językiem. Pozwalał sobie na coraz więcej wkładając mi palec a jednocześnie ustami pieszcząc moje jajeczka. Było mi błogo…- Odwróć się i otwórz oczy. - Gdy to usłyszałam zamarłam a podniecenie. Marched around more doors and hallways, I could hear voices and music above me through the ceiling. I was soon mounted over a padded bench of some kind, my legs bent and cuffed to the sides, no longer touching the ground. My wrists were unhooked from behind my back, and secured together in front of me, tethered to the bench. My collar was clipped in place, and Daddy finished my new bondage with a wide strap across my back that kept me secure over the center of my perch, holding more of me.