I'm kind of an emergency fill-in, you know? I mean, it's just all the injuries the club has had, and all, that's caused..." I know about all that, Fre...ddie... Is it OK if I call you Freddie? Or Fred?" It's OK, yeah. Sure. Look, if you want an interview, that's fine. You just need to know that it's kinda a... a waste of your time, in a way." I don't think of it that way at all!" Josie Fitzgerald said. "I need to get to know all the players on the team. Even if it's true that you're only here. "I'm so freaking into you, it's making me crazy." Is that good or bad?" We've been dating for a month, and we are still pretending to binge-watch old sitcoms while we make out on the couch, like we're in high school." "We fell off the couch," I corrected, tugging my dress to cover my panties, "and I'm making up for lost time. I'm a big dork who never did any of this in high school. Not all of us were the popular homecoming king, or a soccer star, or even a sexually active band geek." Or all. Smiling to herself, she chanted out the time… four o’clock, four o’clock, just wait for four o’clock. The site let her in on the first try, and she went to her favorite room, BDSM. she entered and looked at the user list and groaned. One of her ‘admirers’ was there. This wasn’t what she wanted, to talk to someone showing interest, when she was thinking about Him. she had been known to pop right back out at the sight of unwanted pests, but being brave, she stayed, greeting and being friendly.. I pulled the rough, coarse rope from my bag, and bound her wrists tightly. “Kneel down, and spread your legs,” I commanded, and she dropped to the floor immediately. I threaded the length of rope from her wrists down between her ass cheeks, under her legs, and up over her neck. After making sure the itchy rope was worked snugly between her pink pussy lips, I pulled the rope tighter and tied it behind her neck. Her voluptuous breasts were framed by the rope and squeezed close together, creating.