I got all stretched out while I was visiting in NYC in April. Do you think you can guess what happened next?
Oh yes - I got doubleteamed and tickled for hours. I could barely talk for two days afterwards.
One night last fall found me hanging around the Lure in NYC. They liked it so much, I was left hanging for two hours. I couldn't protest much with the muzzle/gag strapped on tight.
I wrote a story about Fundraising for Powerplay magazine. They liked it so much, I will be writing a sequel soon. I have friends whom feel that I should not write about anything that I haven't done. This was taken at the Baltimore Eagle. I was tied up to raise money for Mr Drummer. I'm sure you know what the bucket was tied to. There were a lot of donations of small change.