" Of that, I never had any doubt."I grinned, and helped put the porridge on the fire. The smoke was rather thick, as all the wood was damp; I guessed ...t had rained at some point in the night while I fitfully slept."Did you get some sleep, Tomas?" I did. Alistair was on first watch. I took Aedan's as well as mine. I think he could benefit from some time and rest." It's going to be weird when we can all use your real name again. I'm more used to you as Tomas than ... you know."He smiled. "You. They must crawl on the knees of their bound-up ‘rear’ legs and use their slender arms of their tender years as their front legs. Collar leash and a muzzle with a six-inch penis-gag holding down their tongues, completed the outfit for the bitches.?The total ban on foxhunting in Scotland had seen real dogs, hunting hounds, sold off by the pack. It was illegal to use dogs in packs to hunt nowadays; but it was not illegal to hunt with bitches.?Black and leather was the essential order of the day. We are a family of four with mom,dad and younger brother.Dad is out on company work and brother is working far from home.So mom and I stay alone.Mom is about 50yrs old but still good looking.This incident happened when my dad’s friend who works abroad came to our place during New Year.Since dad and my brother weren’t home he told us let us go to a resort and spend New Year’s night there.We all agreed.That night we reached a resort and went to our rooms.We had booked two rooms.One for ourselves. The odor of stale beer permeated the building and the rough looking guy behind the bar only shook his head and grunted at her as she entered. “Excuse me, sir, could you tell me if you have a pay phone?” she asked. He just pointed to the rear of the bar and said, “Through that doorway, little lady.” The staccato clicking of her spiked heel boots was unmistakable. The talking in the back room quieted and nearly stopped as she approached the doorway. In the back room, she saw 6 or 7 men, very.