She then drew the cane between the protruding lips of her sex and had me lick the cane clean.“Taste the essence of the woman and the cane that is no... going to taste you. You shall now learn who is truly in control; you have earned 24 strokes, prepare to cry like a baby as I administer your first caning of the night.” The women grinned with eager anticipation as Elaine moved to my side and measured her distance, ensuring I could see her, myself and all our guests in the mirror. She smiled. It was loaded with watermelons covered in ice. This was a must. The watermelons supplied them with the equipment needed for the ‘Watermelon Seed Spitting Contest.’ It was an annual event. And there was no Texas Bar~B~Q without a fully stocked bar. Frozen margarita machine churning away. A blender always being heard making another batch of Pina Colada’s. There were galvanized tubs in different areas loaded with an assortment of beer. And through all of the good cooking going on, one could still. Today, I laughed out loud at the antics of Bo in the new snow. It was like being with your dog in the backyard after a new snow as he pressed his snout into the snow and coming out with snow piled on top; he would run off the trail only to nearly disappear in an unexpectedly deep section that had drifted over a depression; and, chasing a scent into the brush only to have a snow covered bough release a pile of snow on top of him. The new world covered in snow seemed to be a playground for his. She asked him to get out her bikini so that she could change. She usually slipped her bottoms on under the dress but today she decided to give Rob a thrill. She untied the wrap dress and slid it off her body handing it back to Rob and stood there, naked for a few seconds while she got her top ready. First she put her top on and then the bottoms. A few of those nearby got a show and when Rob asked her why she decided to change that way she simply replied ... " to give you a bit of a.