Matt looked absolutely distraught. "Who would have mysistershotfriend guessed. I didn't know." Matt grabbed Bill mysistershotfriend by the mysistershotfriend shirt and almost yanked him off his mysistershotfriend feet and half way mysistershotfriend across the table. Their mysistershotfriend drinks and everything mysistershotfriend else on the table scattered. "Who could have guessed."
"Tina."
"No it wasn't what I told her to do, we talked about that stuff before hand, like I mysistershotfriend said a game. We set up mysistershotfriend rules and games and stuff mysistershotfriend before so nobody got hurt. Man was mysistershotfriend she mysistershotfriend kinky. She liked some weird shit, but mysistershotfriend I played along mysistershotfriend. It was mysistershotfriend a mysistershotfriend real ego booster, pretend mysistershotfriend or not sexy ya know?" Now Matt was rambling and Bill mysistershotfriend could only follow parts of it. First he wouldn't tell Bill everything mysistershotfriend and now Bill was finding out more than mysistershotfriend he cared to know.
"Yah I get that, its delicious mysistershotfriend, but mysistershotfriend what mysistershotfriend does it have to do with Tina leaving or disappearing or whatever happened?" Something awful occurred to Bill. "You didn mysistershotfriend't have her like hurt sexy herself or mysistershotfriend something." "NO." Matt snapped back, angry that Bill could even suggest such a thing mysistershotfriend. "I love Tina. Have mysistershotfriend to find her."
Bill relaxed a little.
"Where, where did she go mysistershotfriend?"
"She thought it would be cute to use the nickname as her trigger. To make her into a completely will-less suggestible mysistershotfriend... sex slave."
"She'll belong to the first mysistershotfriend guy who tells her to do something." Matt screamed, no longer caring mysistershotfriend who heard. "She'll be his slave forever. Do you get it? Freakin forever. Unless she just HAPPENS to wanders into sexy another mysistershotfriend ice cream place with that flavor first. Oh God help me, it's my fault. All my fault ."
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