I would have a small nap and then dress; and explore the neighborhood.I had no friends nearby, so in this neighborhood I was a stranger.So I would rid... my push-bike around, checking out a gym, some old factories and then a big fortified fenced building.It was the old Motorcycle Club, my brother used to run errands for.It looked slightly different to what I remembered, but it was the same club.The flag flapping from the roof, gave it away.It had been a few years since I bumped into anyone. She giggled, I know, wondering how I managed my thing.[I could tell her such stories about me at the dairy and how I was treated, stripped naked and made to stay that way for keeps as I had to ride around in the owner’s son’s truck, so embarrassing as my enlarged penis went wild shooting stuff]“Oh, as you know I’m livestock and I get a yearning real strong pretty often. That’s what I do so - nothing I can do about it, you know? I have places to go when I need help in that regard, good friends.. She wished she could imitate the touch, but she couldn't. "How long, Leah?" Alex demanded. "Too long," she gasped. "How long?" "Too long!" Her hands reached under her shirt and pushed his hand into her breast. She wanted him to roll her nipples in his fingertips; to rub her skin raw. He chuckled and pulled his hand away, causing her to whimper in reply. "Slow down, kitten. You want to enjoy this, don't you?" He let go of her wrist and turned her around to face him. Another chuckle came from him. She had heard stories from other women about the "strange,short,fat monk" who visited St.Vincents from time to time and administered corporal punishment to women.One of her friends,Sonya, had received a punishment from him.Sonya had told her that as well as been spanked.the monk had given her six strokes of a cane before sending her on her way,rubbing her bottom.An appointment had to be made to see the Father Confessor as he was extremely busy,Jennifer had been told by Sr.Marie Gabriel in the.