Sadistic prick!I felt the mouth opener thing being removed. My jaw was killing me by that point, but I figured it would have hurt a lot worse if I'd h...d to keep it open all by myself. Just a guess, but I figured a pretty good one. Who knew there were so many over-sized dicks in farm country? I leaned against the table for several minutes, slowly regaining a small amount of strength. But I knew I couldn't wait long. More guys were coming! Finally, I moved away from the table, used my shoulder to. "Now let me dry those tears," he said as he kissed each eyelid. "Where do you hurt the most sweetheart?" My lower back hurts the most."He brought his lips down on hers and his love for her radiated between them. "Okay let me help you take off that nightie and lie on your stomach. I have the solution to help ease your discomfort."She gave him a puzzled look. With his help she moved, anticipating his gentle caress. "Be gentle honey I feel like a train run over me." I will baby, now try and. "Come on, be a sport!" Okay." My cards looked pretty good, really. "You're on. I'll take twocards."Eagerly, the girls dealt me my cards and drew some for themselves.Mine were excellent. A second Jack and a Ten. That gave me two pair."Well, Clinton," Liz looked at me. "I'll bet your pants and shirt. That'shigh stakes." I'll match them with my own slacks and blouse," Beth said. "Do' you wantto bet for it?" How much?" I asked, the two pairs warm in my hands."Hum," Liz considered. "How's this: If. "You manage to flail yourself back to your feet. You reach out a hand to touch the woman's floor-length hair. She doesn't stop you, watching with dismissive interest. You reach back over to your head, there's hair there too, but not like hers. Hers is long, straight, and black. Yours is shorter, curly, and red. Her skin is a muddy brown, yours is deathly bloodless pale. Her ears are long and pointed, yours short and round. There's a deeply buried term your brain tries to create to describe her,.