Gently placing his cases in the trunk, he turned to Charlie “Thank you for this Charlotte,, I really appreciate it. She saw the tablet flashing on the bed. The an idea. “Helps me maintain my figure” she’d tell her friends sarcastically when the quizzed her on it. Charlie was carried into the bar room, and thrown onto the snooker table. She settled back down into the bed, breathing heavily, panting louder and louder, bucking her hips into her hand, her panties soaking from her juices…
Then blackness. Charlie clasped her hands over her ears, only to have a vine whip around each wrist, pulling them away, pinning them behind her back, binding them together. She fired up the van and slammed her foot on the gas, accelerating hard, throwing gravel everywhere.
