Buffy was lost to desire, yearning for Drusilla to bite and use her. Dru gave her ass a playful pinch with her sharp talons generating a squeal of pur... delight which she punished with a powerful slap that had Buffy's buttocks glowing a sharp red. Buffy bit her lip to stifle her cry, half tempted to cry out and be punished in this exquisite manner once again. Eventually Dru came back around the front and looked her in the eyes."Do you trust me?" Yes," her reply was immediate, she didn't even. Coach Neivers had played two years of single 'A' ball for the Cubs organization. When he realized that his potential for the bigs was limited, he quit the grind and went to college. Neivers was an excellent coach and really loved the game.The only bump in the road of my contentment was that jerk, Tony Rochelli.Rochelli, for some reason, started singling me out for his boastful derision. At first it was little things, calling me Polack or nerd boy. Then, thinking he was really clever, he started. When her eyes roamed towards the bed, Lisa's heart stopped. She ignored Jeff who was sitting motionless and studied the handcuffs that were mounted to each corner of the bed. Her worrisome thoughts were abruptly interrupted by her daughter's voice. "You realize what happens to bad girls. How bad girls have to be punished?" What, honey, what are you doing?" Lisa turned her head and faced her daughter. She wanted to run, but Lynzee was in her way. "Honey, that's enough!" She heard a rustling. “You do look familiar.” He couldn’t believe it, but it looked like she wasn’t going to bust his chops. He reached for the first thing that came to mind. “Were you ever in 4-H?” He remembered she’d joined the organization for a year. She hadn’t been as interested in it as she’d thought she would be, and had dropped out.“Yes!” she said. “Maybe we saw each other then.” She thought furiously as she looked back at her brother. “At the State Fair, maybe!”“Yeah,” he said. “That must have been.