The Fallen Lady Outside the Bar
"I'm sorry, Harold! I won't come to the bar ever again… Ah, you can't touch me there…"
A drunk, beautiful woman clad in a pair of black stockings can be seen at the entrance of a bar at midnight. Since she's lying on the sidewalk, her white panties are all exposed.
Elated, I stick my hand beneath her skirt.
Little do I know that the woman, Crystal Conley, has mistaken me for her sugar daddy, Harold Townsend, and thinks that I'm here to teach her a lesson. She's so petrified that she dares not move a muscle.
I use the opportunity to part her legs and pin her down hungrily.
Poor Crystal shrieks in fright, "How could you punish me like this, Harold?"