Denver allowed only a second before tapping the unfortunate Sally’s bottom and then fiercely arcing the cane down again on her bare bottom. This tim... Sally’s groan was longer and louder. At almost the same time the sound of a swish thwack and groan was heard from next door and everyone knew Sally’s Mum had received her first stroke of the cane. Sally’s third stroke resulted in an even louder groan, almost a yell, and the fourth a proper yell. The cries from next door were more muted, as though. Well thing. Yes he does. I hate my body. I wish I'd be normal girl, not an ugly midget with a huge cock. (Okay so not even huge! I'm a failure in everything!) I called him at my place. I'd be making my move today. I'm going to risk everything but I cannot live like this without knowing if he is able to...Well doing it with me. Call me nymphomaniac if you want but I want my partner to be able to please me sexually as well. . It's nice to know I can tell her something, even a bad thing, and she won't go to pieces." Uh-oh, sounds like love to me." Oh, please. I have a concussion; I'm not crazy." What's crazy about that?" Nothing, I guess." Brody felt drained now; fatigue was another symptom he hadn't shaken. He rested his head back on the couch."All right. You feeling okay?" Bax looked concerned. "Do you need anything? I have to go soon but I could probably zip out and get you something if you need it." No, thanks,. That's why I worked with you so closely. Not to mention that you were a fox... although I just did," I said with a grin, noting her redden slightly. "Here. Click on that guy 'Bigger' there." "Dick Bigger? He's one of the most popular erotica writers on the Internet. A rather peculiar choice of pseudonym in my opinion, but I would be surprised if he isn't published somewhere," she said, and clicked on a story named 'Rendezvous'. "This is a good story, Danny; I'd love to meet the guy who wrote.