You see Frank is helping tom lay some beams for the construction. This is the perfect chance for you to escape. Tom leans down to secure a post, with Frank supporting the top of it. Freedom is just one leap away!.
You Crawl to the edge of Frank's toolbelt. Leaning over, you see your destination, the back of Tom's toolbelt. As they struggle to hold the beam, you make the jump. Careening through the air you see The back of tom's toolbelt infront of you. With a thud you hit it hard. At your small size, you bounce off. You reach for the back of the belt but it is no use. You surrender to fate as you roll along the hairy skin of Tom's lower back. You know the destination but dont want to think about it. Like a pebble you drift between his asscheeks.
Tom's belt never kept his pants up, you had many times when the hairy, dark crack was right in your face. Now it surrounded you, you rolled along the coarse, old material of his underwear before becoming wedged between the oily cheeks.
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