MY ESCAPE
*Sexual Content*
I’m in a squat…
My head between his knees…
Is this all I’m really good for?
Throughly pleasing him before he heads back out on tour?
The warmth of my tongue on his tip…
Before the deep plunge…
He needs to know…
I’m becoming quite bored with this…
I timed everything correctly…
I hope…
He’s out the door in 20…
The other Nucka should be arriving 25 after that…
Perhaps I should extend it to 45 after…
Just in case he may have to double back…
Made sure yesterday…
That I was all packed…
And ready…
Gotta play this out to the T or it won’t work…
Gotta keep my mind steady for…
My ESCAPE …
I hope Nucka’s strong enough to break these chains…
Especially the one around my neck…
He’s messy…
But I won’t complain…
I’mma let him have it his way…
It’s his last anyway…
Wait…
What’s he doin…
Damn…
He’s got me bent over the back of the couch…
This means Journey…
I’M SCREWED…
25 after has passed…
45 after that…
Has been gone for about an hour now…
And I’m in some pretzel position that I can’t describe to you right now because I’m literally seconds from HELL …
Ironically…
We’re just enterin into ecstasy when the door bell rings …
We don’t stop…
Keys begin clickin…
The front door is being unlocked…
Didn’t I mention…. my dumb ass gave the next nucka the key to this nucka’s house and told him the house was mine????
Yeah… I was buggin….
This is the point when I needed to call 911…
But…
We’re eclimaxx-in…
And I’m in the air…
He’s IN toooo far to care…
And the next nucka is just standing there….
Yeah… Guess how this ends…
