Barrington Hills was a small community with very wealthy families, and there was no dearth of money around to support lawsuits if people became indign...nt over one thing or another. With people this wealthy it paid to be careful.Still, nothing seemed to explain adequately Marge's continual nervousness, anxiety and possessiveness with respect to that dog.Not that she hadn't been angry when she first learned of Carla's pups -- and it seemed to Jan unreasonably so. Those pups had really altered her. So I without any hesitation said her if we can have good time right now because I have a different task to work. She slightly felt shy but no refusal and she took my hand in her hand and guided me up stair to her bed room. I asked her because we have no enough time so we can have quick. I normally do quick with my girl friend. Some time in her kitchen table, some time in her bath room if nobody presented. So I asked her if she is agree with my proposal? She said let’s see.As I have good idea. In fact it became so limp that one of the men had to hold it out of the way so my scrotum could receive the final kiss from the cane. That blow made me retch up some bile and elicited a round of applause from the gang who had made me a very thoroughly thrashed and sexually satisfied pussy whipped sissy boy. Afterwards I somehow wiggled my swollen bottom cheeks into my ultra brief bathing suit made of a Lycra and Spandex combination, the material tightly molding itself to my bruised penis. “Wow!” Deirdre said, looking around at the spacious office. “I had no idea this was so large. Who uses it while you’re at school?”“No one,” Hailey answered. “It used to be Beth’s – Mrs. Barton-Warner’s – office when her father ran the company. Right now Phil and I share it.”“I heard he and Elizabeth were out of town for the next few days,” Deirdre said. “Where are they off to?”“Here and there,” Hailey replied noncommittally. “I think their itinerary is fluid at this point.”“So you’re in.