We all were proud of our dishes.” Her fried chicken was really outstanding. We had it about every two weeks.Lindsey was a blue eyed blond with a bub...ly personality, a real piece of eye candy. They made quite a pair and quite a contrast at the same time. She couldn’t cook as well as we thought. We suffered through three hot dog and hamburger meals before we started teaching her. Then she signed up for a cooking class featuring Mexican dishes, and our variety improved quite a bit.So my home life. " I wouldn't be hauling on this hog if I could find a hot mouth to shove it in. Shit, I'm so fucking close!"Debby was close too. In fact, she would have come if a dog hadn't suddenly bounded out of the bushes behind her and started snarling. With a shriek, she stumbled forward, her bare feet kicking up sand.The boys jumped up, their cocks wagging like heavy clubs, their eyes gaping with surprise. Debby ran toward them, screaming as the dog nipped at her heels."Shithead!" bellowed one of the. The man was dressed in medieval clothes, but looked like a servant. “Who are you? Where am I? Why am I here?” I asked him.“My name is Bart. You are at Sir Imer’s castle. He wants to make you his slave.” He answered me.“Are you his slave?” I enquired.“No,” said Bart, “I am his servant, there is a difference, which you will find out. Now, I am here to make sure you have enough strength to meet with him, and to condition you for service while he is away. I don’t normally like this job, but from. What do you think I am? Queer or something? What about you?”“No, I don’t think you are queer. But I do think you are a lot like me. I bet your pecker gets hard when sexy nylon lingerie of any kind touches it. I bet you jerk off with it, just like me. Like right now. I am getting so excited just talking to you about wearing panties and jerking off with them that I wish I was home right now so I could play with myself.”Well Dale sure had me figured out. I certainly was experiencing those.