”For some reason he couldn’t explain he stayed where he was, face down, working his shorts down over his hips and lifting them to get them past hi... jutting boner. At the last second he expected it and wasn’t surprised when she “spanked” him again.He rolled, his shorts still around his thighs, and let her look at what she’d done to him.Both understood that only one part of his body was going to be massaged.Mandy had seen this thing before, but it had been from a distance, while she was feeling. Sometimes we would go out to a dark area to use our telescopes and he wanted me to be like I was when Mr. Harris caught me, wearing only a T-shirt and sneakers.A few months, later Kenny came over and asked if I wanted to go to a barbecue at the home of the president of his motorcycle club which was out in the country. I was dressed in my usual summer attire, a T-shirt, blue jean cutoffs and sneakers. I said let me go change and he said no need because it was casual jeans so I got on the back of. They’re all the same. He’s got his own little place to play, so he’s making himself a fortress in case there’s a nuclear war, or something,” he said with a sneer. “All rich people have their own special plaything. His is a fortress in this fucking mountain. And before you get even more excited, I know which side my bread is buttered on. I’ll make sure he gets to see everything, and I know how to act, but I don’t have to like it.”“And we do it safely,” the supervisor emphasized.“We? I thought I. His body seemed like it grew larger every day - broad shoulders, thick biceps and forearms. As I stood there, I decided on a slight change of plan. I didn’t want to risk Jake leaving if Nathan didn’t show. I had an idea. I cleared my throat. Jake looked up and did a double-take (the first time I had felt that in my life!) He was a little flustered - I thrilled to have that effect on him. “Hi” I said, “Are you Jake?”He took a moment to process that I was talking to him, and then seemed.