Tommy Trusser - Hockey Fan Adventures Volume 1 (F+/F+)

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For those wondering, "Tommy Trusser" is supposed to be like a CGC universe equivalent of "Bondage Mischief."

Tommy Trusser - Hockey Fan Adventures Volume 1
Production Date: Saturday, October 8, 2016

Featuring	Model Name	As
Joyce Verdi	Annie Oakes	Tampa Bay Lightning Fan
Michela Palmeri	Lucille Rossi	Minnesota Wild Fan
Destiny Reilly	Destiny Child	New Jersey Devils Fan
Jacqueline Martin	Missy Mischief	The Other Roommate

Hi! I’m Joyce Verdi. This collection of short stories will show you what happened to me and my friends Michela, Destiny, and Jackie as part of a morning of shooting bondage films with a man known as Tommy Trusser. He produces these and films them, and we’re the players in the scripts that, in today’s case, are based on our real personal enjoyments of the game of hockey.

I’m the runt of the lot at a lowly 5’4”. My hair is a natural blondish-brown that brushes the tops of my shoulders. At this point in life, I was starting to lose a little weight just from the standard stress of academia. My hasel eyes held their spark though despite the recent death of my father.

Michela’s the big girl, standing 5’9” and in awesome shape. The mandatory routines from when she was in prison, the hockey routines in high school and college, and her personal routines made her one of the strongest people I know. She was clearly Mediterranean with her olive skin, wavy brown hair that came down several inches below her shoulders, and her brown eyes.

Destiny is a pill from New Jersey who stands at 5’8”. She might be a Reilly, but her skin leaves the revelation unsurprising when you find out her Mom is pure Sicilian. She was a real rough character, belonging to real gangs and participating in rather violent crimes, but she reformed all while maintaining that gangster disposition. She has long brown hair and sweet brown eyes. As Michela is, so, too, Destiny is strong from her prison exercise routine.

Jackie is 5’4.5” and a gem, growing up in extremely abusive conditions and turning to robbery to survive as a 12 year old and committing hundreds of crimes before she turned herself in. Blonde hair with brown highlights comes well below her shoulders with natural waves and blue eyes that complement her appearance. She embraces the past in her outfits, as you will see.

Let’s go through the films in production order. I’ll narrate them in third person.
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A Wild Captivity - Part 1

Featuring	Model Name	As
Joyce Verdi	Annie Oakes	Glasses Geek Tampa Bay Lightning Fan
Michela Palmeri	Lucille Rossi	Minnesota Wild Fan

“Look, it’s simple. If the Wild win, you get bound and gagged; if the Bolts win, I get bound and gagged,” Lucille reassures Annie, “Deal?”
“A-a-alll right,” Annie responds.

They sit to pretend to watch the game. Annie is wearing blue canvas sneakers, blue Tampa Bay Lightning socks, blue gym shorts, a blue Lightning t-shirt, and a blue bandana headband. What a cohesive look! Lucille, on the other hand, has blue jeans, black socks, black ankle boots, a green Minnesota Wild t-shirt, and a burgundy bandana headband.

They really are watching a game, albeit a replay from a week before, but the room is darkened to make it look like they are watching live. This matchup is from when Minnesota beat the Bolts in a 1-0 nailbiter in November 2015. Still, the camera shows 2-3 minutes from the end of the game so they can react, in Annie’s case angrily and in Lucille’s happily. A 180 degree flip effect right then transitions the scene to the next part.

Annie’s ankles, knees, and thighs are bound in blue rope. Her crossed wrists are bound with blue rope as well, and white ropes make a harness and a waist/crotch rope. Annie is struggling on the floor in front of the sofa with the lights on, and she is not too happy, stomping the floor as much as her sneakers will allow her.

“Lucy! Let me out!” Annie cries out for help, “Now! When I get out of this!”
“You’ll do nothing,” the lesbian strolls into the room, crouches down, and kisses her forehead.
“Untie me!” gritted teeth reiterate the crotchety Annie’s demands.
“Annie… shut up!” she cleave gags Annie with a knotted white bandana.
“Ugh!” the victim grunts loudly, but Lucille adds a blue bandana cleave too.
“That's right,” she then puts strips of Minnesota Wild duct tape on Annie’s lips.

Lucy easily picks up Annie and cuddles her on the sofa, nuzzling, kissing, and fondling her in an extremely warm and playful manner. She has won the round, and Annie can only grunt since her ability to speak has been taken from her. The captive flails her legs, but it's useless. Kissing and fondling continue to happen before Lucy lets Annie down onto the floor on her stomach with one cracking spank on the butt that evokes a shriek from Annie. Lucille pulls up Annie’s shirt to let a white bra be seen and then exposes her firm, but kind of small, boobs. Annie squirms, wails, and struggles in her hockey-themed bondage. She kicks and swings her arms, but it's useless. After a few more minutes of struggle, the 10-12 minutes fades out with her yelling into her gag.

END OF THE FILM

I don't like that. I’ll switch to first person.
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A Wild Captivity - Part 2

Featuring	Model Name	As
Joyce Verdi	Annie Oakes	Glasses Geek Tampa Bay Lightning Fan
Michela Palmeri	Lucille Rossi	Minnesota Wild Fan

“Mmph!” I get my arms out of the ropes that are binding me still.

I sit up and continue working my arms out of their bondage. Lucille tied me up well. That girl is a real brute, but I was a girl scout. It's easy with effort. I slough off the ropes with natural flair and remove my multi-layered gag. A mischievous smile is upon my face. It’s time for revenge.

“Lucy! I’m coming to get you!”

A pixelated fade out returns to Lucille bound at her ankles, knees, lower thighs, upper thighs, and crossed wrists with white rope. I’ve finished a waist/crotch rope. She loudly grunts when I kick off my sneakers and take off my socks. I push the socks right up to her nose, and she turns away from them without a word. I follow her head, but she turns again.

“No!” she nervously responds while struggling herself into a sweat.
“C’mon, Lucy,” I playfully push the socks against her lips before pinching a nipple.
“HEYMMPHHH!” the socks fill her mouth.
“Very nice!” I cleave gag her with 4 turns of blue vet wrap and OTM gag her 4 times.
“Mmmmmmm!” she groans when I roll up her shirt before tying a harness.
“That's my friend,” I tenderly pat her on the cheek.

Now comes the fun. I roll up her shirt and her bra, revealing those medium, firm boobies. Yeah, I’m not lesbian, but I am a sorority girl. I take a playful pleasure in this particular TUG element in my own way. I then lay her on her stomach and hogtie her from her ankles to her harness. Oh can I be a menace in bondage! I’m giggling and cackling and even spanking her while I do it all.

I sit back and watch Lucille squirm on the floor. Her boobs are nice to squeeze because of those firm muscles behind them. She puts up a good fight in these scenes, and the 10-12 minute film is brought to a quiet close with Lucy yelling into my socks. As soon as the film ends, she orgasms.

END OF THE FILM
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Bedeviled Hockey Fans

Featuring	Model Name	As
Joyce Verdi	Annie Oakes	Glasses Geek Tampa Bay Lightning Fan
Michela Palmeri	Lucille Rossi	Minnesota Wild Fan
Destiny Reilly	Destiny Child	New Jersey Devils Fan
Jacqueline Martin	Missy Mischief	Impartial Hockey Fan

I stand arguing with Michela, wearing a similar outfit again. My white Tampa Bay Lightning t-shirt is a favorite of mine, and a blue bandana headband holds my hair back. Blue denim shorts are a Florida girl classic. My Lightning crew socks appear with white canvas sneakers. Yes, I’m the loveliest of the girls who appear in my scene, if you combine looks with taste.

Michela is the opposite of taste with her outfit. She has a green Minnesota Wild polo shirt with a dark green bandana headband. She has a soft flowy cotton miniskirt in a matching burgundy and burgundy pantyhose with cowboy boots on her feet. She is pretty, but it is totally tasteless to like the Wild. I am, of course, joking, although we really have had hockey themed bondage games.

Behind us, Missy rolls her eyes. Missy is a mistress of edge and mystery in fun ways. Just look at her pink, form-fitting leather pants she is wearing along with a pink crop-top tank top. Bright pink open toe pumps are only darkened by black pantyhose. She has wavy blonde locks that are freely flowing around her head and naturally highlighted with a lovely brown. Her blue eyes are too cheerful for a girl who once resorted to crime to avoid starving to death. Self-forgiveness.

Destiny is afar off wearing a bright blue flowy blouse as if she just came home from work, which is sort of true. We did start filming after a work shift for her. She has form fitting black leather pants, black socks, and black ankle boots. She really has that bad girl vibe going with her hair in a ponytail with the black scrunchie right against her head to hold the ponytail up high.

“We should watch the Lightning!” I insist with a fire in my eyes.
“Oh, baloney, we watched the Lightning last time,” Lucille retorts, “I want to watch Minnesota!”
“That’s just because the Wild weren’t playing. Last time both played, you hogged the TV!”
“What da hell is goin’ on here?” Destiny enters the room, saying it more like “heah.”
“They can’t decide which hockey game to watch,” Missy explains with another eye roll.
“I’m sick of dese ahgumints. C’mon, Missy, let’s take ‘em to da cleanahs!”
“All right!” Missy’s eyes light up with excitement before she grabs me.
“I’m gonna pick a game, and yer both gonna like ih!” Destiny grabs Lucille in a similar hold.

There is a page turn animation that then leads to Lucy and I tightly bound and sitting on the sofa with us squawking about our captivities. Our arms are boxtied with a harness and crotch rope; a series of ropes binds our ankles, knees, and thighs. Clean socks fill our mouths at the start of this part with knotted white handkerchief cleave gags gagging us. New Jersey Devils duct tape strips go over our lips as an extra layer to the gags.

“There. That’s much bettah,” Destiny smiles at us.

Destiny’s blouse is gone and replaced with a red New Jersey Devils t-shirt, and she now also has a red bandana headband. This is the bad girl who really was a gangster who even partook in big, and thankfully non-lethal, gangbangs of the inter-gang warfare flavor. That’s how she went off to the Big House, by pummeling a rival gang member… in a shopping mall. She still has the big tough gangster attitude, but she’s neither violent nor proud of the past. She still dresses like she’s in her old gang, but she will, if she really trusts you and cares about you, will break down in tears talking about the past. She just uses that spirit in bondage films like this and in friendly TUGs. I only know this because I am one of those people in front of whom she actually cried once.

“Now, da both of ya are gonna watch ih, and ya’re both gonna like ih. Or, so help me God, ah’ll keep ya tied up til sunrise!”
“I’ll be good,” Missy smiles and settles in to the left of Lucille, who’s on my left.
“That’s good,” Destiny wraps an arm around me in a friendly manner, “Behave yehselves.”

“Oh, com’ on! dat’s a bad call! Dat’s trippin’!” Destiny yells at the TV.
“Well, you’ll just have to hope it doesn’t affect the outcome,” Missy shrugs.
“Watch ih, Missy,” our captor warns her while Lucille and I quietly struggle.
“Oh, ya mothaf-ckin’ zebras! But ja call dat a trip on Jursey! Dat’s bullsh-t!”
“It looks like a good call to me,” Missy makes a fatal mistake.
“Yer finished, Missy! I think ya might be mohe blind den da zebrahs!” Destiny grabs a rope.
“I am not going down so easily!” Missy responds with a confident smile.

At this point the film wipes away for a divergence where there are two possible endings.

First Ending:

With a wipe away effect, Missy is now bound and gagged just like me and Lucille. She has an angry gaze on her face and howls into the gag before Destiny threatens her with a wagging finger and an aggressive gaze. With that, the gangster sits down between Lucille and Missy with across all of their laps.

“Nice tuchis,” Destiny grabs my butt and spanks it twice.
“GRMPH!” I groan.

All three of us struggle though. We can’t help it. After all, we’re all bound and gagged, but we are offensive without knowing it. Lucille is particularly loud and even makes the furniture creak a bit with her struggling. Destiny is enjoying the feel of us struggling a little bit while watching the game. We are paying attention to the game out of love for hockey, but it’s hard to be comfy when you’re tied up like this. The crotch rope is a bit… stimulating.

“Ah can’t heah da God damn game! That does it!”

One-by-one, the camera follows Destiny as she slings us over her shoulder, spanks us four times on the butt (twice on each cheek), and carries us off to the bedroom and dumps us on the bed. It is Lucille first, Jackie second, and me third. We shriek when we’re spanked and unable to let out more than an angry squeal or a grunt.

“Ah’ll see ya annoyin’ b-tches aftah da game!” Destiny shuts the door and leaves us behind.

We now all struggle on the bed for a short while, including each getting featured by the camera, until the scene comes to a close.

FIRST ENDING OF THE FILM

Second Ending:

With a wipe away effect, Destiny is now bound and gagged just like me and Lucille. She has an angry gaze on her face and howls into the gag before Missy kisses her on the forehead. At that, a silence falls over the gangster, who sits down between Lucille and me with Missy lying across all of our laps.

“Much better!” Missy grins, settling into us, “Now I can finally enjoy the game in peace!”

All three of us struggle though. We can’t help it. After all, we’re all bound and gagged, but we are offensive without knowing it. Destiny is particularly loud and even makes the furniture creak a bit with her struggling. Missy is enjoying the feel of us struggling while she watches the game. We are paying attention to the game out of love for hockey, but it’s hard to keep still when you’re tied up like this. The crotch rope is a bit… stimulating.

“You know? You guys are loud. I think I’ll let you do your thing in the bedroom instead.”
“MMMM?!” we groan in dismay.
“Sorry, but frankly you’re annoying me,” Missy shakes her head, “Tsk tsk!”

With that, we are forced to stand up and ordered to hop to the bedroom. Of course, this is a hard task to complete, and Missy decides to encourage us by spanking us on the butt! She’s merciless in her spanks, too. I suspect she used to tie up people while robbing their homes and even do the spanking hop and such to them. I have no interest in looking up unsolved crime reports just to see if it’s true (Edit: After writing this, I got word from a friend that my suspicion is false, but it was a fanciful thought anyway; she did tie up people though). Still, Missy giggles, and spanking sounds and muffled protests filled the air as we awkwardly hopped in our bondage.

“Come on! Let’s see some energy!” she acts like the prison gym instructors.

We are unceremoniously dumped onto the bed as we arrive, one at a time, before Missy shuts the door to go watch hockey without us. We are left to squirm on the bed with the camera taking a little time to feature each of us before the scene ends.

SECOND ENDING OF THE FILM
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Loudmouth Hockey Fan Gets Shut Up

Featuring	Model Name	As
Destiny Reilly	Destiny Child	New Jersey Devils Fan
Jacqueline Martin	Missy Mischief	Student

Destiny again is dressed like a bad gangster girl. This time, she has a black New Jersey Devils long-sleeve t-shirt with the red logo emblazoned on the front, her black leather pants, black ankle boots, and a black bandana headscarf instead. She’s sitting on the sofa with her arms crossed and leaning against the cushions. She loudly cheers and jeers.

Missy is also dressed as an edgy mistress. She has her own black leather pants, black knee high boots, a bright blue sports bra, a black leather zip-up jacket that is unzipped, and a bright blue bandana headband. She’s a tough cookie in her own right and not one who should be taken too lightly. She’s dangerous and a professional when she’s in the mood. Like Destiny, she is full of regrets about her past, but she’s learned to forgive herself enough that she can at least face other people, strangers, non-criminals, and not feel so ashamed she sinks into the earth.

“C’mon, Jursey! Go! Go!” she watches her team seemingly on a power play.
“Do you mind?” Missy looks up from her textbook from a real class she was taking at that time.
“Oh, screw it, Missy! You’ve studied fer dat all week! Get off da chair and on da sofa!”
“That f-cking does it! I’ve had it with you and your bullsh-t!” Missy quietly snaps in fury.

The screen flips like a page of a book to show Destiny bound at her crossed wrists, waist, upper and lower chest, ankles, knees, lower thighs, and upper thighs with red duct tape. She’s unable to move too much, and she’s loudly grunting in the ropes. Missy is back at the table in the dining room, trying to focus. Destiny resumes her complaining about the game, though, and Missy goes right back to her side.

“Ya know, Missy? Yer a real b-tch. Ya know dat?” Destiny caustically looks Missy in the eyes.
“I’ve had enough,” Missy sits down and begins unlacing Destiny’s boots and removes her socks.
“Now, c’mon, Miss. It’s not our first rodeo. Lemme go like a sweetheart,” the captive smiles.
“That’s true, but now my sanity is at stake,” the captor puts the socks up to her captive’s face.
"Jackie, don't be so low. We're friends, good friends. Like I ain't called ya a b-tch before now?" Destiny looks at the socks longingly, "No. I won’t eat dem."
"Eat them," Jackie grabs Destiny by the hair, "You love it."
"You eat them! Yer a f-cking piece a work," Destiny yells, "OMPH! Blech!"
"Taste good?" Jackie smirks like the naughty girl she can be in TUGs and bondage.
"UGGGGHHHH!" Destiny rolls her eyes like she’s annoyed when she really wants to orgasm.

Red tape wraps around Destiny’s face, but she just keeps yelling into the socks like Missy is able to understand any of that nonsensical garbled rambling. Even Destiny isn’t sure what’s spewing out of her taped lips; get real, Destiny. Her face is crushed by the tape, but she keeps acting like she will somehow be understood and get Missy’s goat. She isn’t succeeding though.

Destiny really loves dirty sock gags in a bizarre way. Like, one time she kidnapped me while we were playing a game during spring break, and she stuffed my socks in her mouth on her own and then walked over to another girl and crossed her wrists behind her own back to be tied and more thoroughly gagged. I’ve never met a girl who likes dirty sock gags that much. There are friends who are close, but only Destiny was so casual about it.

“Mmmmmph!” Destiny struggles mightily in her tape captivity.
“SHUT UP!”
“Ohhhh! Mmm mmmm mmmmmmm!” the captive rolls her eyes and resumes her struggle.

Destiny decides it would be smart to go to the kitchen, get the scissors, and cut herself out of the tape that binds her. She stands up with confidence, takes one hop, and falls to the ground with an agonizing groan of dismay as her knees hit the carpet. Taking a deep breath, she resumes trying to escape.

“You’re an idiot!” Missy demeans Destiny and hauls her off the floor and onto the sofa.
“Eeeeeee? Ah’m nah uh oh hoo hihahhs her oonhahes!” Destiny remonstrates her.
"You're too loud, Gangsta," Missy removes Destiny's bandana, "I'm gonna put an end to this."
"Nmmmmm!" Destiny shakes her head and tries to look cute.
"Sorry," the captor then folds up the bandana, "Guess who is missing the third period?"
"Nooo!" Destiny whines before she is blindfolded, "Mmm hmm mmm!"
"There there... If I'm done before the game's done, you'll see the end,” Missy kisses Destiny.

Destiny again decides to try hopping away, but she again dumps herself to the carpet with a wail. She normally is good at hopping, but the carpet is quite squishy and throws you off your balance. She continues complaining and squirming for several minutes until the screen fades to black.

“MMMMMMMMM!”

END OF THE FILM
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Hockey Night in Captivity

Featuring	Model Name	As
Joyce Verdi	Annie Oakes	Glasses Geek Tampa Bay Lightning Fan
Michela Palmeri	Lucille Rossi	Minnesota Wild Fan
Destiny Reilly	Destiny Child	New Jersey Devils Fan
Jacqueline Martin	Missy Mischief	Impartial Hockey Fan

Destiny lounges on the sofa in another New Jersey Devils themed outfit. This time, she has a white long-sleeve t-shirt featuring the team logo, a red and black pleated plaid schoolgirl style skirt, red knee socks, black ankle boots, and a black kerchief bandana. She’s again acting like a tough girl, but she’s going to get hers again in this film.

Missy has that same tight fitting black leather jacket, this time with a red sports bra underneath it with no shirt like before. She has a black garter belt under her skirt, a form-fitting black leather knee skirt, red single leg pantyhose, and black knee-high boots. With that, she has a red bandana headband with the knot on top of her head. She has “edgy but chic” down to a science.

I’m more like me this time. I have a black Tampa Bay Lightning t-shirt, black jean shorts, white socks, and black canvas sneakers. Lucille is dressed in a typical fashion for herself but without the usual hockey theme. A denim miniskirt, pink pantyhose, black ankle boots, and a button-up pink three-quarter sleeve shirt is all balanced by her typical black bandana headband.

“ Destiny, you’re really annoying when you’re watching hockey,” I’m immediately incendiary.
“I’m what? Get out of here!” she drops the accent, “I am not!”
“You’re intolerable,” Lucille joins me, “Insufferable, even. I hate watching hockey with you.”
“Bullsh-t! You’re just a couple of candy-ss crybabies! Go find somewhere else to go!”
“Leave her alone!” Missy sits bolt upright, “You’re just being bullies!”
“C’mon, Annie. Let’s take these two down!” Lucille smiles at me.

And then we have a standard screen effect leading to Destiny and Missy tied up and still sitting on their respective chairs. Destiny’s crossed wrists, waist, ankles, knees, and thighs are roped. Missy’s wrists, forearms, elbows, waist, ankles, shins, knees, lower thighs, middle thighs, and upper thighs are all ziptied. A zip deep in Missy’s heels ensures she can’t take her boots off.

Both of them are struggling mightily. They know they’ve been trounced. That doesn’t stop any of us from ever trying, though! They grunt and struggle like all do in the hope of either being so supremely entertaining to their captors and viewers or escaping. Take your pick.

“Let me go, you motherf-ckers! I ought to smother you in your sleep!” Destiny yells out.
“Destiny,” I rip off her boots and work her socks off her body, “You’re a profane gangster.”
“Yeah, and you’re a small brained, overly sensitive, thin skinned little brat,” she retorts.
“So clever,” Lucilly takes my own shoes and socks.
“Shut the hell up!” I act annoyed and jam a sock in her mouth and cleave gag her with the other.
“UGGGGHHH!” she retches on the flavor of her own feet while I tightly knot the sock.
“Stuff it!” my dear Lucy jams my socks in Missy’s mouth.
“Mmmmmmmm!” a white bandana tightly cleave gags her.

Then comes the fun part, rolling Destiny and Missy over and spanking them right on their butt cheeks. A lovely smack fills the air followed by angry shrieks from both girls. What a sound it is! It's invigorating, even. I just love the sound of a good spanking, and I love it more when the butt spanked is my own. Lucille is giving the punishment to Missy.

Destiny pauses a moment in thought and attempts to push her socks out of her mouth using her tongue, but it doesn't work because of how tightly I’ve gagged her. Missy is trying a similar idea and also failing. Her eyes are wide with mixed delight and concern. She's a girl who can get lost in the thrill of captivity without much effort.

“Mmm mmm!” Destiny stands up and looks me in the eye, “Mmm mmmm mmmm!”
“You're a bully!” I say to her and gleefully pull her skirt down by shoving her onto the sofa.
“Heeeyyyyyy! Mmm mmm mmmmm!” she stands up and begins hopping towards me.
“Catch me if you can!” I step back from her wave it like a matador.
“Mmmm mmmm!” she gives me the middle finger, “Mmmmmmm!”
“Shut up!” I give her a spank on each butt cheek since she only has black panties now.
“Good idea!” Lucy’s eyes glisten before she does the same thing to Jackie.
“Grrrrr!” Jackie growls but gets spanked some more, “Eeeeeeeekkkkkk!”
“Ih ee y hirh ahh!” Destiny orders me, “IGH OWWWW!”
“No!” I toss the skirt onto a shelf where she can't reach, “Titties for supper for me!”
“Heeeyyyy nooooo!”

I wrestle her onto the sofa and pull her shirt and her bra both in order to expose her boobies. Red tape just like what binds her already now pins her arms at her waist and either side of those big boobies. Lucille imitates on Missy, using long zips to secure her. Missy looks shocked at what is happening to her, and we sling our captives across our knees.

Yes, it is time for even more spanking and fondling. The captives groan and cry out to the best of their abilities, but they're still bound and gagged. Destiny's bandana flops from her struggles, and Lucille sees Destiny and is inspired. She takes Missy’s bandana headband and turns it into a bandana blindfold. In imitation, I take Destiny's kerchief and do the same. I then use more tape to hogtie Destiny, and Lucille does the same to Missy.

“GGRRRRRRRR!” Destiny yells into her gag with a vengeance.
“Mmmm mm mmmmm!” Missy repeats.

The damsels struggle on the floor for several minutes before the scene fades out…

END OF THE FILM

That was Jackie Martin’s first and last scene with Tommy Trusser. Destiny and I only did sports themed scenes and similar cosplays. Jackie liked it, but she after this only worked for one of our mutual friends who owned her own studio. She was a fascinating character, and it was my joy to be her sponsor when she, unsurprisingly really, followed her numerous friends into Catholicism. Michela got to be Destiny's sponsor when the day came for her.

We're all still friends to this day.

THE END

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Great friendships, Great scenes!!