I fought this battle myself not very long ago. Ideveloped the ability to access wonderful memories, but I couldn't acton them. I was trapped in my l...mpy male body. I couldn't change it,because I was a public person. The conflict was driving mecrazy....until I developed a solution." I was able to separate the essence of a person from the memories ofothers. I placed the essence in one place while freeing the other toindulge in the juiciest of fantasies. That's what I did for DeeDee." So. We were all going to meet up at the camping site later that afternoon, I had organised with Graham to car pool together in the morning. The morning came and I was very excited, I remember Graham arrived a little early to help me pack my things, very sweet of him. As we were loading my stuff into the car, I noticed his bludge in his pants, he was wearing some tight fitting jeans, which I found was a rather odd choice for camping attire. But I soon later found out he chose that on purpose. He. It was decidedly slower than the previous time we crossed the pass.Once we were over the pass, however, I could see the same sight as before. The main herd may have moved further north, but the number of animals in front of us was still spectacular. When we left the valley and prairie, the mass of people was moving north. It now seemed that these people were at least in some ways nomadic in their nature, perhaps moving north for the summer and back south for the winter. Maybe, there was a. Beatrice screamed.The whip stung her hard, her body wracked in it's bonds, making the little heart shaped gold nipple weights begin to happily swing to and fro again, wrenching and stretching her fat nipples and teats into tortured pain."Whap!"Then... Whap-Whap-Whap-Whap, on and on in surprise rapidity, the thin thongs of Thrornton's black whip bit into her ass.Madison looked down at the juncture of the whirring shafts and was delighted to see that the lubricant flow rate was sufficient. It.