He was so fucking masculine standing there. I was ready to let him do anything. I think he sensed this. He didn’t say a word. He just picked up the ...addle and moved behind me. I felt a whoosh of air followed by an incredible crack of wood against flesh. My flesh. A lightning bolt of pain shot through my ass followed by another. And another. And another. He wasn’t giving me any kind of warm up. He started right out beating my ass full f***e. I screamed and strained against the handcuffs but he. I had just got out of the shower, I was towelling my self dry, mom and dad were in the kitchen, when I heard Jay’s bedroom door open. “Jay is that you” I called. He grunted positively. “I forgot to bring my clothes in, would you get them from my room and pass them in. normally I would wrap a towel around me and run for my room, my bra and panties were on my bed, ready to be worn. He grunted again, I could feel my breath quickening. I was so turned on form my recent orgasm, I felt nothing could. "Jesus, but you're ugly!" Warren told me. "How about, maybe, you sit in the outfield with the relief pitchers, so I don't have to look at you?"I took batting practice as usual, and felt fairly normal swinging the bat. As always, my hits, even in batting practice, were gentle liners to the outfield alleys. As always, I used batting practice to hone my skills at "placing" batted balls in pre-selected areas of right- and left-centerfield, or down the lines.Everything seemed normal. My vision,. That morning Tony had started off the day with a burrito and a cup of coffee. Jesus looked at his friend as he ate a buffalo steak and egg sandwich. Willa was also there eating a steak and egg sandwich. It seemed like every minute one or two close friends or family members walked up and joined Tony, Willa and Jesus. When there was all the family and close to a hundred friends and other leaders of the expedition, Peter watched Tony eat the last of his big fat burrito. He then asked, “How’d you.