Now I’ve done everything.
I’m a little low on cash, right? So, hit a bank; quick solution. Or it would’ve been had I not run into the teller I did…Lola Lynn.
First off, not gonna lie, Lola was VERY easy on the eyes…gorgeous, mater of fact. But, when I slipped her the “This is a stick-up.” note, the last thing I thought I was gonna get was her sliding the note back after writing on it, “Only if you take me hostage.”
I nodded…and she says that she’ll meet me in the parking lot. So, I wait…and she shows up with a bag under her arm. She calmly goes to her car, opens it, pulls out another bag, walks over to me and says, “OK, we’re yours.”
“Yes…the money, and me.” Saying that, she puts her back to me and crosses her wrists. I look inside the bags she’s given me…one is stock full of cash; the other has a ton of rope and a white bandana. Well, this isn’t my first rodeo; I tie her wrists together and she starts breathing heavy, like she’s excited.
“You’d better gag me before…MMMMMPH.” Cue taken, the bandana goes into her mouth, effectively silencing her. I walk her over to my car, slide her onto the back seat, lay her down and tie her ankles.
“OK, just stay like that until I…” Next thing I know, her hips start bucking…I think she just climaxed.
Wow. There’s weirder ways to begin a friendship…