Take smaller steps like a girl. Arch my back whenever I'm walking like aslut.This is too damn much. It's like I was being tortured.But...I agreed. I'v... been through worse crap than this."Good...let's go back upstairs to my room." Julie said.I followed her...swing my hips, arching my back, and mincing.I really hated this.FINALLY! We got to her room.I sat down while Julie went in her drawer and pulled this black weird lookingthing out with some pads on it."What're you gonna make me wear now?" I. ."Hey, hey, hey! There's a time and a place for that romancy lovey-doveystuff, but we both know this ain't it honey!" Bill continued, suave asever. "But hey I'm not all bad, look I've got cash on me, I'll make itworth your while!"That got Rebecca's attention. She looked back at Bill with a look ofbarely supressed fury in her eyes. I'm sure the amused giggling comingfrom my side of the table didn't help one bit either."So I'm not just a slut in your eyes? I'm a whore too?!" she said. I persisted in tempting her desires and used techniques from the book to peak her interest.After a while I decided to try it myself just to see if I got the same results she kept insisting on. It was exciting at first and my ass was tender. It stung but that soon faded and I noticed, like the book explained, it didn't feel half bad. I kept experimenting until I could easily put two fingers in my hole without much effort. By then I had added it to my masturbation from time to time and found I. Only one in twenty men from the seventeen hundreds knew how to swim.Mike fired the main gun again as I picked up my sniper rifle and started taking out the leaders of the pirates as they formed up in groups to charge us. Hearing an explosion from the beach, I looked down and saw three cutters drifting on the water with bodies scattered around them, and a three- foot hole in the ground. Setting my rifle on the edge of the three-foot wall, I grabbed the handles to the .30 caliber machine gun. I.