In front of him stood Max, corn rows and sexy grin and everything, but minus the baggy clothes. He had a pair of skinny jeans, a tight blue shirt and ... white hoodie. He also had a bag on his left shoulder.Ann was the first to break the silence. “Told you,” she slapped Sean over his shoulder, and then she got up. “I let you two catch up,” she winked at the blond, and threw an appreciative look in Max’s direction.“Your friend from that morning?” Max asked.“Yes,” Sean said, overly conscious he was. " Excellent." She opened a drawer and took out a candy bar. "Take thisout to him and we can get started." Candy won't work." A tranquilizer will." You want me to drug him?" Of course." Be right back."On my return, the monitor showed him sitting on the chair glassy eyed witha trickle of drool running out of the corner of his mouth."How long will it last?" A few hours." Can I get more?" Keeping him docile is an important part of his training, but once heaccepts being a sissy it won't be. When it came to the point that the regular troops were forced to have their rations cut to make do for the dark-skinned travelers, some of the men started to grumble about marching on an empty stomach. At that time we were moving in two main columns with some distance between us. It was better that way because we were able to scoop up more foraging provisions living off the land because out basic twenty day issue of rations was long consumed and we had no visible line of supply except that. Oh well, thinks Jack, I am here. He starts the drink. A couple of hours go by drinking and reminiscing. People start to file out, just a few left. Chrissy is relieved Jack does not bring up a spanking, but a part of her wishes he did. He must have just been playing around. Curiosity and intrigue have got the better of Chrissy.Chrissy asks Jack to dance. Chrissy looks deep into Jack's eyes. Jack returns the favor. With an audible exhale Chrissy does a one-eighty grinding her bottom very.