It’s in several pieces and the largest isn’t quite a metre square. His whole back aches, but it doesn’t feel like any broken bones, just bruises... He moves off the person he’s protecting and he turns to look at his left leg. On seeing the leg his thought is, That’s not good! His protective gear is pierced in a few places and there are bits of metal and wood sticking out of his left thigh. Also, beside him is a section of the pallet flattened and smashed by a clump of bricks, and the way it sits. Ladies?”They came out in lockstep looking great. I started one of my favorite of Paul Williams pieces of music... This looks familiar,vaguely familiar,Almost unreal, yet,it’s too soon to feel yet.Close to my soul,and yet so far away.I’m going to goback there someday.{br}(Their voices blended rather nicely)Sun rises, night falls,sometimes the sky calls.Is that a song there,and do I belong there?I have never been there,but I know the way.I’m going to goback there someday.Come and go with me,it’s. When your punishment is complete, I’ll decide if you get to cum or not. Am I making myself perfectly clear slave?”My mind was reeling. What she was talking about was stuff that lesbians did. I’m not a lesbian. I’ve never even really thought about that stuff before. I was thinking about it then though. I was wondering if I could allow myself to do those things. Would that mean I was a lesbian? Would it mean I was cheating on my husband? Would I enjoy it?Emma kneeled down in front of me and said. "I know you’re sorry, slut," he said softly, "Now show me how good you can be, and take your punishment like a good girl." I nodded my head, tears running down my cheeks. I loved this man so much, it tore me up that I had disappointed him. Yet he knew I was sorry and he forgave me. I would do anything for him right then, endure any punishment to show him how much I loved him. John kissed my forehead and then turned the machine on, setting the vibrations on high, and the speed on medium - for.