Changing Room Encounter (Part 3)
Caged adventure continues in parking lot
I stood staring at the card as passersby occasionally bumped into me. Beginning to come out of my fog, I stepped to the side, dialed the number, and waited. “Hello,” said Katrina. I recognized her voice and panicked. “Um, err, this is— “ “Spit it out, you little sissy, or is your slutty mouth still filled with Jim’s cum?” This didn’t exactly put me more at ease; I started to turn red and felt panicked. “Yes, this is Chris...