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would be better if it ended with...
So then a few hours later after I stopped to get gas and some Tums as my IBS was flaring up that day, I'm driving down the back road and see what appears to be a body tied to a tree.
I pull up and notice its Charlotte! I ask "Charlotte, how did this happen? are you ok?" I look around and see three containers of lube and a empty package for an "XXXL Black Vibrating Fist"
"Yes she says, I let them have their way with me, they even stopped at the porn store down the street and we bought toys!" I look at her, confused as if she was on drugs but realize the most of the students at the school I attend, this is their last resort choice and are basically half a brain cell away from being classified as mentally ill.
I help untie her, but she puts up a fight and wants me to beat her with this black vibrating fist, but its no where to be found. I tell her if she shuts her trap, I will, but where is it. She then says "you fuck tard, its in my ass, you have to dig it out."
At that point I realize that she is going to want something more long term, so I tie her back to the tree and tell her I'll be right back, but truthfully, I'm leaving and going to let her be someone else's problem
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