This time I managed to get all four of them up off the floor and I staggered out the back door. It was really stupid to carry them all in one trip, bu...t I wanted to get back to my girlfriend as quickly as possible.When I got to the dumpster, I dropped the squishy bags and heaved them one by one into the dumpster. As the last bag flew into the dumpster it tore open so, when it hit the pile of bags at the bottom, everything in it splattered out. In particular, a large amount of salsa flew up into. It’s a little bulletvibrator with a remote control. First I just kept the vibrator in me for the whole day at home, keeping it on a high setting all day. But than I liked wearing it outside as well, in the supermarket or while I was shopping but I always turned it off once I left the house. I also wore it at at work, turned off just letting the weight of the bullet work while I was taking care of the customers. But one night I was so horny and felt brave so I turned the vibrator on a medium. In the bedroom I collapse on the bed and pass out.Hours later when I wake, light is streaming in through the window. It feels like mid-morning. As I try to move, I find that I am restrained. I’m tied spread-eagle to the bed. I struggle against my bonds but to no avail. They are expertly tied. I’m also gagged. Panic grips me. I can’t believe this is really happening. No doubt alerted by the sounds I make, you enter the room. Crossing to the bed, you sit on the edge, reach over, open the dressing. .to hell with it..."Hey, do you need help with that bag?" I ask her..."Nah, I can, thanks.."..."I know you can, hey can you carry mine also?"...she gave me weird look and then we laughed...she gave me her bag...walking, chatting...she's really nice..has son, divorced and she lives in her app quite near my place..."I'm here..."she says, we slowed our walk like we want to make it last longer, thinking how to make this last longer..."Hey, you helped me carry that bag, are you thirsty, it's so hot.