In the cold light of day, a blank page of Word felt like a bottomless pit. At least once she got started, it wasn't too bad. She Googled 'BDSM' and 'j...urnal' and found a few good examples. It didn't take too long to note what had happened over the previous twenty-four hours, but it took much longer to write out how she felt about it all. She hoped he'd be pleased with her efforts.By that time she'd spent most of the day on 'herself' and not studied at all. But when her roommates had asked her. When I pulled my drenched face from her crouch and looked up she was crying softly.“Hey, little girl, you okay?” I hoped I hadn’t been too rough on her.Chris looked down at me still between her legs and smiled. She wiped her eyes with the back on her hand.“Oh yeah little brother, I’m fine. I’m real fine.!”After a few minutes Chris got herself back together. She looked over at where I had moved to on the bed.“Would you be mad if we waited until tomorrow to break out Mr. Rabbit. I’m exhausted. I. Last of all was the odd little razor knife, obviously used to do the most heinous of deeds on the victims. By that time it was a drunken orgy of bidding, and Rolly had cleared three times what the items were actually worth.After the bidding was over, Rolly had the musicians play for the crowd, and he turned it into a street party. Then he and Melanie slipped away to the cottage he had rented.After dropping Melanie off and telling her he would be right back he snuck away to the bank and. .. not just for me, but for Kollin and Jimmy, who aren’t able to make it out for this game. So ... please forget about Kollin’s leg ... and Jimmy’s back, and my arm for sixteen game-time minutes ... And play like you’re capable of playing ... AND allow me to lift that trophy for ALL of us!”“Damn straight! Matthew!” Kane shouted and that roused all of us from our focused attention on Matthew’s halftime speech. Dr. Werring smartly reconnected with Matthew’s left arm as we all crowded around our.