Spanking? Well, maybe. She could always stop if it was too much. Water sports, piss drinking. Both out. She didn't put any O's on the sheet. It would ...e more fun if left up to them. Piercing, branding, tattoos. No, no, and no. This part was getting scary. Servitude, obedience training. Another maybe. She could always stop it. She finished the form, then put it in the return envelope, then secreted the envelope in her jewelry box. She didn't want it laying around where someone might see. Fortunately, I soon received a phone call than put an end to my boredom. I wondered whether answer my mothers phone was appropriate, but seeing how bored I was, I chose to throw caution to the wind. That was a good thing, because the caller turned out to be none other than my mother. Apparently, the practice had ended early and her friend had a few errands to run, so she wanted to know if I could come and pick her up. I was so bored I immediately jumped at the chance to get out of the house. My. ." "Long enough. I heard it all. I'm boring, useless in bed, but economically a keeper. Well, I was, now no more," I said. "But . . ." "Look, Conrad, it was just girl talk. We girls always diss our guys, all of them. You guys do it to us, so don't get all huffy over a couple of tired broads talking a little meaningless smack about you, okay?" she said. "Actually, Gloria, I appreciated what you said about me. It helps a little. But frankly, ladies, I need some things from my woman too. I'm. He had been mentally practicing the art of lovemaking for what seemed like an entire age, and his deepest fantasy of fucking a maiden elf with huge tits was now about to be taken away from him. At that moment, everything almost turned into a disaster. Sauron knew he was extremely strong, and maybe he was just strong enough to destroy Morgoth. But then common sense took a hold of him. Morgoth was the strongest among the Valar, and Sauron was not even a Valar. Yes, if Morgoth was to be.