Morgan

When he picked Morgan, Joe knew he was going to have to do a lot of the drinking. The smaller girl had barely ever touched , so he was ready for that.

When he showed up to the party she was already there. She sat on the couch, chatting happily with Grace. She had her blonde hair back in a ponytail, and the tank top she was wearing accentuated her huge chest, which hung off her petite frame.

Joe walked up to the girls. “Hey Morgan, you ready?”

Her face is a bit red, but she nods. “Yeah! So we have to tie ourselves together?”

He nods. “Until we’re done yeah.”

“Let’s get going then!” She exclaims, clearly antsy to start. She grabs a zip tie and comes over to you, getting ready to tie your hand.