Melanie, began to slow down, she was getting tired. She began to twiddle her thumbs and sat down on the curb of the sidewalk. Putting the bag aside everyone noticed they had a chance to escape, but Melanie knew what she was doing and quickly clenched her hand over the strap of the bag, causing sevaral people to slip and fall off.
"Don't try to escape, little ones," she said playfully. "I suppose I can enter tain myself with one of you until my ride gets here."
Suddenly Melanie's gigantic hand entered the bag and felt around, she looked into the bag, Melanie was a cute girl. Being only 2 years younger than you, she would be an adequate girlfriend. Her face had a few small freckles on it, and brown hair tyed in a ponytail. These factors didn't matter now as her hand headed straight for you!
"How about you, little guy, I think you should be my toy." She smiled and looked at you, gripping you tightly, licking her lips. "So where do you want to go hon?"
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