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My hips hitthe window frame and that was it.

Fucking curves.

Half my body hanging outside the bathroom window.

The other half dangling inside the bathroom.

So close to freedom… but not.

I kicked and wiggled.

This was not a good position to be in.

I planted my hands against the building outside the window and pushed as I thrust my hips forward and up.

I heard the bathroom door open and a woman gasped.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” I said. “I totally planned on getting stuck in a bathroom window.”

“Hey, you’re the woman who got proposed to. What are you doing?”

“I’m not getting engaged or married,” I said.

“Oh. You’re trying to run.”

“I need to run,” I said. “Grab some ass and help me.”

“But… why? Do you know how many women want to get married?”

“Then you go marry him,” I said. “He listens to jazz music when he shaves his balls. He watches reality dating shows and keeps a chart of what’s happening so he can predict who will win and lose.”

“Really? You’re going to bash him? Why are you even with him?”

“Exactly! We’re not even that close. This came out of nowhere. Look. He’s a great guy. I’m a bitch. Now are you going to grab some ass here or what?”

The stranger in the bathroom let out a sigh.

A few seconds later I felt her hands touch my butt.

She pushed.

I pulled.

“Now grab my hips and wiggle,” I said.

“You know if my boyfriend saw this…”

“Yeah,” I said. “Great. You’re dating a guy who has a fetish to see two women fuck in a bar bathroom. That’s great.”

“Wow, you really are a bitch,” the woman said.

She grabbed my hips and pushed one more time.

With force.

My hips exploded with pain, but it worked.

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