Time would later reveal that it was part blind alley and part faulty machinery, but it didn't help me then. The night before the Penn trip, we went to...an Orioles game. It went into extra innings, which wasn't good for the whole 'getting an early start tomorrow morning' ethic. Still, any game in which the O's bullpen doesn't blow it is a good one.We left around ten Saturday morning, right on schedule. It occurred to me five minutes into the trip that I had forgotten to pack my swimming trunks. ........back in my day there was a saying people had when they picked up hitchhikers, cash, grass, or ass......nobody rides for free!" and she laughed! I laughed as well and she said "I'm fairly well off, so I don't need cash. I don't toke anymore, so I don't need grass, I guess that just leaves ass huh?" and she chuckled agian! I laughed as well and said "I guess it does!" She looked at me seriously and asked how old I was and when she realized I was legal, relaxed and made her confession to. We talked a little about sex but he had to go back to work. He made me promise to do something for him that afternoon. He then asked me where I was at in my apartment. I explained to him that I was sitting on my couch. He asked me to sit in the same spot and play with myself. Then he wanted me to find three things in my apartment to include in my playing.I laughed and told him I would, but honestly didn't see myself doing that. After I got off the phone I was doing some things around my. As he begins to work on me I feel myself start to let go, allowing myself to feel the pleasure of being owned. I start to lose track of time, the details blend in the fog of sensation. My concentration begins to slip and abandon myself to the feeling of being in his control.Jonathon – Laurie's Master:I began by using a wooden spoon on her ass and thighs. I paddled her in the same spot over and over again until she whimpered. The spoon left a bright red round spot where I struck her. I repeated.