"This is normal" he assures me and I laugh with him. "This is usually where girls tell me to stop." he laughs."Fuck you" I laugh at him adding more pr...ssure and it was so painful, it felt great."You are too small." he says grunting and I know he meant too tight.... maybe. He can probably think a crater too small with this thing."More" I moan and I know that took him by surprise. I wasn't going to quit so easily. Again only four inches was laughing at me. He added an inch more. "M-more" I. He scoffed at my slow-wittedness and continued."Didn't I beat the arrogance out of you? Did I beat all the fight out of you? Take your pride? Did I break you? Or do I need to beat your little ass some more?" Though he smiled his eyes narrowed at me, his eyebrow arching, and his arm tensed, squeezing my shoulder, communicating to me the ever-present threat that if he wanted he could deliver a beat down that would make the thrashing in the alley seem like a playfight."You beat me, Big Duff." I. So she hadn't been out here that long at all, it just seemed that way."Don't forget to allow for adrenalin, say an excitement factor of a billion or so, and being tied to this post out in the open, with cars driving by was certainly exciting. A lot more exciting than being in the basement."Time to get serious. She leaned forward against the post again. It was intriguing just how turned on she still was, even in her weakened condition. Just the touch of her body against the post, and off went. It ended up being a fairly smooth working arrangement, but by the end of the week I was starting to resent having to do all of the 'hard science'.Each of our grouped pairs of students was assigned an 'unexplored' grid area of about ten by ten miles to explore, photograph research, map, and of course collect rock samples. We were to be systematic and as precise as possible and geologically date (roughly) everything in our assigned area and note any indicators that would suggest that future.