Joggers. Dunno what the mystique is, but there’s something about a girl in short-shorts and running shoes that’s always gotten my little heart a’pumpin’…and there was one particular jogger I had in mind for some extra fun.
She’d always come by in the early morning…do her run then head home, I guess…well, her new home was my home; the ropes and gag assured that. Nothing to do now but watch her try to escape my expertly-placed ropes…
Pantera Noelle for today.