Thoughts. Specifically: Dat. Fucking. Ass. She clearly would wait, maybe, five seconds more before she’d step on me. And while being stepped on woul... be fun and all, if you were into that (and I was alarmed at how much I was into the idea of her stepping on me), I had a mission to do here. And so, I resumed my human form. Since it was where I had started from, it took less energy and was a fuck of a lot easier. Though I made sure to breathe in before transforming, so I had plenty of air during. The boots had high heels. Right now I was wearing the jeans,boots, and a white t-shirt with the Kappa logo stretched over my chest.I had a denim jacket that I didn't have a chance of closing. I needed togo shopping, and I should have done it before going to the police. I wasjust so geared up to get my story out. It took some guts to walk intothe station and my appearance wasn't at the forefront of my mind. Hell,I only brushed my hair before leaving as that really was a mess. Brushedit and held. Sekunden später der nächst elektrische Schlag. Mein Schwanz zuckt gewaltig. Die pulsierenden Stromstöße kommen immer schneller. Was mache ich hier? Ich reite auf einem Daumen und bekomme Stromschläge ins Gemächt. Ich bin nur noch geil. Ein Pärchen kommt die Straße entlang, ich hoffe sie sehen mich nicht in der Dunkelheit.“ Und jetzt winke mal zu dem dunklen Fenster gegenüber, ein Freund von mir filmt dich gerade“. Mein ganzer Körper vibriert und ohne einen Laut ab zu geben läuft mir der Samen. Do you promise me?’ Joyce heard no reply. ‘Maggie, I’ll be there as soon as I can. You just lay on the couch with Winston to keep him warm till I get there, okay? Maggie, if you don’t promise me, I’ll have to call the police, you don’t want them to upset Winston do you? Promise me Maggie. I’ll be right over.’ ‘I promise…’ Her voice grew softer. Now Dale Earnhardt would have been proud as hell of Joyce as she made her way down Chicago’s busy streets and over to Maggie’s house. Pushing and at.