The first package was 3 large bowls which made me a bit confused. The next package was a collar, leash, and a butt-plug with a tail. I could already s...e where this was leading. The third and largest was a DIY kit cage for dogs and a shovel. Everything was clear for me except the shovel. This was another way for my father to humiliate me in hope I'll give up hormones and be "normal". I think he never realized the way back is not so easy.To be honest I loved the idea of pet play even though I. They were on their way to the main convent located in Brussels and were both quite sun-tanned from spending a year in Africa tending the newly converted flock in a church sponsored outreach program.The civilian man smoking was traveling with what was obviously his secretary. She was not young and not old. She was at an age where the bloom is starting to come off the petals and her facial wrinkles were starting to give her still attractive face lots of character that revealed her age to any male. He couldn’t be older than mid-thirty. I could see now his short spiked bangs, strong jaw and cheekbones. He stopped fiddling with the cell phone in his pocket and held up his hand to stop me from further entering the room. He didn’t speak, but looked me over, as if he were memorizing every visible detail of my appearance, my black blunt bob, dark brown eyes, the scar on my upper lip, my natural tan. How my Porn Star baby tee stretched up, unveiling my navel piercing and the strip of my belly. He moved to the side, but there wasn’t much room. She moved away from him but reached back to him. He took her hand and moved closer. Their clasped hands lay between them. “Was that okay? Were you frightened?”“I wasn’t frightened at all. You were very gentle. It was fine.” That was good to hear. She was lying on her back, and he dropped her hand on her leg. He moved to lie against her side and hug her lightly. He kissed what he could reach without effort. Physical effort was beyond him just.