Where was Betsy Ellenbergen when you really needed her?Well, our opener turned out to be a laugher, with the home team beating up badly on the visitor... from Navojoa. We'd play them again in our home park on Sunday, and then we'd be in their town for two games on Wednesday and Thursday. Looks like the home-and-home games with Navojoa were going to be gotten over with early in the season.Anyway, our starting pitcher stayed in until the sixth inning and left the game with a six-run lead. I wasn't. I knew that I'd be fingering myself that night for sure, as soon as I slipped into bed.I never did get the chance, though ... not that night.The living room light was on, so I knew that Mom was still up and waiting for me. She had been an absolute wonder ... buying me some cute new clothes, getting my hair done by her stylist and doing everything she could to help me get ready for my first real date. As I climbed the steps to our front door, I reflected on how great it was to have a mother as. ”“Your mind now only sees her as a nun and you can’t imagine having sex with a nun. But she wasn’t a nun when she made love with you. She was Michelle, a confused teenager. As for Samantha, she will have plenty of opportunities to change her mind and select a different path. She’s certainly not of the mind that she can only be with one man. Even allowing for Monaco as a grave mistake, she doesn’t have that mindset. Not even close. Yes, sex with you is something that raises her to some absurd. There was a huge, padded chair in the middle of the room with two small carts sitting beside it. On the carts were some objects, cloths, towels, a pitcher of water, and some other items. The two slaves pushed her as she protested into the chair, binding her wrists to the arms of the chair. They slowly raised first one leg, dr****g it over the arm of the chair. Bella fought them as they did. A rope held it securely to the arm. Rippppppppppppp.There went her tunic.“No, let me go you pigs,” she.