Golly gosh. Fucked once more. Let’s assess.

I’d be in a locker (Bizarrely always a dream of mine but UK Schools don’t have those style lockers, sigh.

That combined with the reserve prayer vertical hogtie has given me NO Hip wriggle room at all. My tape mittens have stopped me from making any audacious reaching efforts, and whilst I’ve no sampled a bit gag I assume it’ll keep me hush hush. I’ve also a little distraction down below. Alice is done for.