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Cowgirl comes back
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I laid there all tromped and stomped and runover by the cowgirl. I had tried to get up but realized I was badly damaged and it was real hard to get up because she had boot stomped my fingers and broken every one of them. It hadn't hurt because she was real pretty and kept giggling and saying woo hoo, yippee as she was stomping as hard as she could with the boots.
She drove back in her truck after about an hour. She said whoa yore still on the ground. I was wondering if I'd stomped and tromped and run over you a little too hard. Guess I got carried away. If you was a horse...LOL Well, I know somebody will be along to scrape you up eventually. I just bought some new stilletto heeled boots. It's the sharpest heel I've ever seen. Want me to stomp you to sleep with them. The heel edges are still squared off so I need to get some wear on them so they won't damage floors. I could use your help. I weakly said OK. She excitedly tromped down on the gas and run over me then reversed and backed over me into a parking space.
She got out and put on the sharp heeled boots. They were shiny black. She stood up and said they are a little hard on her feet and need some breaking in. She stomped and tromped me for hours right there in the parking lot. I'd never been tromped and stomped like that before. She didn't miss one spot. There were thousands of heel marks all over me. It was starting to get dark and she said she has to go now. As she was running over me she stopped and said to just keep laying there and the woman who works the late shift at the store will be driving in soon and will maybe help me get up but she has to get going now. She got in her pickup truck and ran over me again. Thump Thump. and drove away. | |
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