I said, “It’s definitely my pleasure sexy girl and I know what you mean. It probably has something to do with hormones, endorphins or shit like t...at but I’ve never really studied it. Remind me when we get back to google it. I’m curious but I would never for one moment take my phone out when I’m on a date with you.”“You’re such a fucking gentleman and I love your philosophy on the phones. Half the time when I’m out with girls or guys my age they’re always on the fucking phone and it drives. She had a love of life that few others could match. I can still remember vividly how she made the very first clothes for us to wear from animal hides."Elizabeth recalls how they were so excited over the first bowls that we made and Sarah told me this morning about how she shared our first bar of soap with Hannah while washing in the river."What Thomas remembers most is the sound of Hannah's laughter. She laughed a lot and the sound of it was often enough to lift our spirits even when things. .. you will learn to love me... to love the whippings I give you... and the pleasure only I bring to your whorish body... " THHHHACCCCK" NOOOOOOOOOO!! PLEASE...PLEASE...DON'TTTTT!!"Slobber ran from her lips...she was begging...begging him to stop...but. he would not stop!... he knew she loved it...or she would love it when he was through...He rubbed her ass... played with the stripes so red and ugly on her... she jumped from the touch.Again and again, the blows landed on her fine ass, on her. As soon as the barman reached for the money, Bob snatched up the bottle and pulled the cork stopper with his teeth. He poured me a small shot of the whiskey then turned the bottle up and drank a quarter of it in one continuous gulp. I sat and nursed my shot of rotgut rye as I quizzed Bob about his past. He had not been a college professor. Instead, he was a lawyer back in his native Philadelphia before running afoul of his social class by seducing the wife of one of his wealthy clients. His.