If you’ll give me a second chance, I’ll do better,” Brandon said.“I’ve been heavy-handed all weekend. Please don’t think that I quit worki...g with people if they make a mistake. Heck, Kendal’s still working for me, and she tattled on me to my mother.”At least that got a weak smile out of Brandon. It was hard enough that he worked for a teenager. He didn’t need to worry that his job was in jeopardy anytime something didn’t go my way. I also wanted him to call me on things, like how I treated. The cops had gotten smart and rigged their radios so that a simple scanner of the old type would no longer work, but our scanner had received the same kind of modifications, so we could hear anything that was put out on the cops' radios.Martha had the scanner operating constantly, and we carried cell phones so that she could inform us of any radio calls that we would be interested in. It took a few days to get this all set up, but we finally were in business. Now we could know what the cops. I stretch my arms out in front of me, grasping the log like a giant cock and begin to rock just a bit faster. My nipples sc**** against the log, one is on smooth wood and the other is on bark. One takes a smooth tongue and the other takes the bites of teeth. I think if I looked down I would see that my labia has filled and puffed and now lie completely outside the knot. I have no doubt that slick wetness coats the knot and I stop rocking and begin to grind.There is a fine line between pain. In addition to the cow people there were sheep people and what I guess are mice. Very different from those rat men. These were cute. More human like. There also seemed to be a small number of bear people. They seemed to be the ones in charge. “Everyone seems a little...morose.” I suggest. Priyala just shrugs her shoulders. We get a couple rooms at the small thatched roof inn. As we enjoy a nice meal in the common room I realize most of the meat I’ve been served since I got here has been.