She nodded but it looked like she really didnt give a shit. When we came back out both men were in a heated discussion &hellip,No the brunettes for W...ll. I smelled her, Shes pure. That stopped me. Pure? Smelled? Lily cleared her throat a little bit indicating we had entered he room. Elliot was the only one who smiled and went to Lilys side like a good little lapdog. James just turned his attention back to the fire, not giving a shit if we were here or not. Are there others here? I asked, I. 3 – Slap thyself. Go ahead. Slap yourself. I’ve never been one to believe that a top who tests out a new tool or toy on themselves can really gauge how that tool/toy will truly feel on their intended bottom. Many tops, being sadistic and non-masochistic, simply won’t hit themselves hard enough to understand. A self-slap, however, is something that can really be felt. Try a few different techniques to get a feel for what your willing bottom is soon to experience.4 – Slap them. There’s nothing. ”“I’m going to attend homeschooling. Zoe and William have already agreed to let me be homeschooled.” answered Maxine.“This is so much different than I expected my life to be when I first met you Elena.” I said out loud without meaning too.“I know. And part of me wishes you could have had the life you wanted. But this is the way things are going to be.” Elena thought for a moment she looked sad but truthful when she pulled away from me slightly and added. “Unless you truly want to go back to how. My name is John and I’m a freshman at Grayson College. Most people haven’t heard of Grayson, but it’s existed for over fifty years. The college is located in the Northeast and has demanding entrance requirements—high grades in high school, very high SAT scores, extra curricula activity a definite plus. The only exception to a purely quantitative admission or rejection is that past family alumni count in the admission criteria. My older sister had graduated from Grayson four years earlier. I’m.