A [F]ond [M]emory: Bar Rescue, New York, 2014

Hello friends. I have never submitted original writing on reddit before. This story is true, only her name is changed.

A little while ago I was on Tinder and met a beautiful Israeli girl. Let’s call her Ari. Ari is a knockout: beautiful green eyes, big natural tits, great skin, long legs and an amazing ass and perfect tight pussy. I’m a sucker for my own tribe. Ari was getting her doctorate in physical therapy; I was fresh out of prison and working for a management consulting firm across from the Bloomberg building between Lexington and Park. But no one knew I was a convict; on the outside, I’m just another young guy with a well-groomed beard and a nice suit swinging his big American dick through the city. I did a few years for computer hacking and burglary. No big deal. But I did learn a few new things about the psychology of bondage there. I have never submitted and I never will. You’d have to torture me. Even then, I won’t submit. Never. And don’t assume because I did time that I’m a bodybuilder; dummies lift weights in the yard while nerds like me manipulate the administration and run the whole facility. I spent most of my time cooking, reading, writing, working, getting visits, and talking on the phone.