“I don’t know either, he just called me yesterday stating that he was in trouble and that I should look after him, what by the way meant that I had to travel to this shithole of a city overnight. Luckily I have a key to his flat, but when I arrived, he was already gone.”
Dave looked seriously troubled, his voice got silent. xnx I could barely hold myself anymore, but I got hands on a cleaning agent and a rag and tried to get it clean enough to use it. Oh shit! She looked so cute when she was grossed out, but it was obvious that the thing troubling her wasn’t my appearance at all, rather a personal matter between the two of us. Oh shit! Also, she definitely talked about killing me, not genderswapping me, so maybe it hadn’t even anything to do with her?
