Maybe he was just a straight old fashioned rube. Mel’s stomach churned for a night and a day, Mel himself waiting on any firm decision until he coul... talk with Tracy.Mel had texted Tracy Sunday afternoon, staying cool and easy, just letting her know that he had lasagna in the oven that she could share it with her mom. He didn’t expect anything from her, but toward twilight he saw a white sedan drop her off, the big blonde waving from the driver’s seat as Tracy walked straight to her mother’s.. She was the genuine article. As the day dragged on, and he finished the project he had been developing he started to fidget about the coming evening. Maureen wanted him to take her back to the tavern. That wasn’t going to be easy. What if Sandy was there? What if Sandy had on that necklace he’d bought her? What if that country club crowd was there? He kept going over the same things, what if this, what if that, till he was crazy. Later in the day it occurred to him, what if there was nuclear. I really do NOT want to hear you speak right now."When I see it shrink inside that CB, I'll stop or at least give you a break."I went to town torturing him whipping the inside of his thighs just hard enough to leave welts but not break any skin. I had some new nipple clamps that teeth and got tighter the more I pulled on the connection chain.He was clearly suffering some pain, he groaned and winced and his eyes got watery while I had virtually buckets of pussy juice running down my legs. This. Salazar frantically running through the halls of Hogwarts, avoiding the prefects on patrol, somehow ending up at he headmaster's office. Not knowing why he was there he looked at the gargoyle saying "Ok, castle, we made you to guide around the students and the professors, why am I here?" smirking the gargoyle moved aside and the staircase moved admit the first year into the headmasters office. Walking up the stairs Salazar could sense rather then see a powerful animal in the office that he was.