When I woke up and it was dark and I needed to piss bad. Since it was dark, I decided to head for the community restrooms in the buff.I was sporting a...piss hard-on but it did not seem to bother me as I passed two naked couples. They nodded hello but did not seem to notice my condition.Entering the restroom, I began relieving myself in a urinal when I heard a low moaning behind me. Turning I saw Fred masturbating his huge cock. That monster had to be nine or ten inches. I was mesmerized by the. I went to the store for some duct tape, a gym bag and other other small items.College was due to end in 3 days and Mick had just left for his 14 days on.“Now’s the time” I thought.Placing everything in the bag I hopped in the truck and headed over to Joan’s.Her closest neighbor was 200 yards down the road so I wasn’t worried about them.Grabbing the bag, I took out the hand & leg cuffs and ripped off a 6” piece of duct tape.DING DONG! I heard some movement and the door opened. “Oh hi JB. Is. And lucky for you, I’ve been whittling a few down to perfection on my spare time. Just a hobby of mine.’ ‘What in the world?!’ ‘Why so surprised? You’ll remember I’ve always had a thing for whips,’ Eugenia said with a laugh. ‘It’ll leave a clean lash, this one. I promise,’ she said, lifting a very long cord from the ground which Betty had neglected to notice amidst all the other junk and foliage scattered about. Betty screamed, losing her balance and falling to the ground. Eugenia walked to her. Here is an e-mail sent to Clarence Page of the Chicago Tribune after an article he published concerning a name change for the Washington Redskins.He is right on...Dear Mr. Page...I agree with our Native American population. I am highly insulted by the racially charged name of the Washington Redskins. One might argue that to name a professional football team after Native Americans would exalt them as fine warriors, but nay, nay. We must be careful not to offend and, in the spirit of political.