Her Dog Gucci Above
I was pissed fucking Ms. I'm so fabulous an ass could be imprinted on my face and nobody would give a fuck because I'd ruin them if they'd said anything got ranch all over my top now I had my bra on with no shirt. I asked my assistant to bring my dog, knuckle tape, workout clothes, and a new top. My dad got it set up where my dog is a certified guard dog and the school has to let me have her with me if I want to.
Awesome right.
She arrived and handed me Gucci leash. I put on the workout clothes and put the tape on my knuckles I dismissed her.
I headed with Gucci to the workout room. It was empty. I told Gucci to Stay & Alert.
I put in my head phones and got to work beating the shit out of the punching bag.
