Wow! Our bodies collapsed in a pile of pulsating protoplasm (neat words, eh?) while we bounced around the room spirit-hugging butt-bouncing, kissing a...d in general, having a great time.We took off straight up through the apartments above us out into the sky, chasing airplanes around the airport, scaring pigeons in the parks, spirit-kissing the entire Inner Circle and having a great time! Yow! So good to be alive and unafraid of life!NATALIESunday was plumbing time. We'd run out of hot water. Tears flowed freely down her cheeks by the time the tit caning stopped."Let’s get you into bed now," Jeremy said."Aren’t you going to take these torture things off me first?" pleaded Margaret. "Not for a bit. I haven’t quite finished warming them yet." Margaret railed at him but soon found herself sitting in bed with pillows propped behind her back.Jeremy removed the nipple clamps. At first there was a little relief until the blood began to surge back into the tender teats and the pain was. Returning to the glory hole booths, Joe saw a guy who looked like Jay standing at the end. Curious, he went to find out if he was with the bears or a local from San Francisco. When he got closer, he saw it was not Jay. Joe gave him the traditional cruising nod to him as he passed by, and the stranger returned with a nod of his own. He was a very hot man to Joe’s liking, standing about 6'2" and weighing about 300 pounds with a nice solid, but not muscular, body. Instantly turned on, he walked. Matt didn’t care that he splashed some of them. They had nothing to complain about, dry as they were, while he looked like a drowned rat. The hostess inched up to him, a strained smile plastered on her face. Matt snorted thinking his furious demeanor made her cautious. He tried to lighten his expression, but wet boxers, socks, and shoes made it nearly impossible. ‘C…can I help you, sir?’ she asked. ‘No thanks,’ Matt grumbled. It was the nicest tone he could muster. ‘I’m ordering straight from.