After a few rounds of drinks, I went outside for a smoke. While smoking this fine lady started up a conversation with me. I was very surprised, most...people won't talk to me in public. I'm 6'3" and about 230 with a shaved head and an athletic build. Most people take me for a skinhead or a biker...I'm an accountant! lol! Anyway this fine young thing stood about 5'7", nice wide hips, big tits (my guess was a d cup), and a pretty face with glasses. We spent quite a while talking and had to run. John picked up the leash from theplatter... it had his name engraved in the leather... and connected it toa hidden loop on the dress at bobbi's neck. Holding the other end, Johnpicked the glass from the platter and proceeded up the staircase, pullingbobbi along behind him.bobbi struggled to keep up with John. The hobble skirt of the dress kepther from moving up the steps very smoothly. John paused at the top andbobbi gasped for to catch her breath. John leaned close and whispered, "You are a. Engine that purred and all the other signs that he loved and cared for his truck. Next to his F-100 sat my 1969 Chevy El Camino. The day I returned from overseas I had it hauled out of storage and detailed. It had been purchased new by my Dad and when he passed on, it passed to me. It had the L-46 engine and a 3-speed Vette transmission when it came to me. I added cosmetic touches like a great paint job, rims, tires and a tuned exhaust system. Two days before the ceremony I picked it up and. I can’t be gentle or she’ll lose the fear of death, so I pull her until the chain is slack enough to push her to the floor, and press my knee into her back. Leaning close enough to the hood that I know she’ll make out what I say, I tell her some of the rules.?On days that you scream,? I say. ?You don’t eat.? She moans. And I pull her cuffed arms up her back, straining her shoulders and increasing her groans.?I’m going to replace your shackles and handcuffs,? I say. ?If you fight, you get.