"I know part of you feels neglected," she mocked, running her hands up his legs to his crotch. She rubbed his bound testicles. "I hear you like them b...ing slapped around, is that true?"Rick didn't answer immediately. He was concentrating on taking the pain in his nipples and cock. She smacked her hand hard against his balls. He grunted. "Well, do you like them being slapped around?!" she asked again."Yes, mistress, I would like you to slap my balls," he replied with some hesitation."Good boy,. ” Madelyn shouted over the music to her friend who replied with a simple nod of her head. The two girls began to fight their way towards the exit. And once they were free of the sea of people and the deafening music, they quickly made their way down the street to another popular bar. This time, they were able to get inside and get to the bar with no problems. Madelyn had just ordered her drink and was turning around when she spotted the guy from the restaurant. She almost dropped her drink. Once she got hurt she slowed down a bit though. It was my job to take up her supper at night. We became close friends as she was bed ridden with her back injury. Mom sometimes went over to a girl friends house to play cards. On one such occasion I was upstairs in my aunts room watching TV with her. She was only covered with a sheet and her ankles were sticking out. I sat on the end of the bed as usual so as to be close to her pretty feet. She never mentioned me staring at them before but I know. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** A Gardener’s Touch Part I Grenville McKree was born too big. The seventh son born to Margaret McKree was the final straw in her hard life. Granted, the harshness of her living conditions and the desperate circumstances she and her family found themselves in definitely played a larger role in her demise. However, as far as her sons were concerned her passing was his fault. After she gave birth.