She was a mixture of innocence and slut the perfect
combination for me. I listened to her
hello and awkward silence with curiosity.
“I need your help” she whispered.
“What’s wrong?” I asked. “I lost
the key.” “What key?” I asked confused. “The Key to the handcuffs you always want me
to play with” the embarrassment obvious. “Oh that key” I replied instantly
excited. “I’ll be right there.” She then surprised me further. “I’m not at home” there was a slight
pause. “I’m in the woods behind my
house.” “Send me a picture” I said
before I hung up.
Photo Title: Lost The Key
Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Post: Val Mont
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