A Short Tail
Kippy189 “Shit I’m out of beer,” said Tommy. I turned my head and watched him pull on his jacket. “What are you doing?” I asked. “I’m going out for some beer.” “Well, untie me then. You can’t leave me like this.” “I want to think about you naked and tied to my table while I’m gone; completely vulnerable to who every walks through the door.” “Tommy you can’t drive; you’re too drunk.” “I know,” he belched, “I’m going to walk.”
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