I wish I could think of another way, but I don't want to face that dammed saber-tooth out here in the open at night. I managed to kill one with Lobo's...help, but I'm damn sure not going to push my luck a second time – if I can help it. Of course, if Lobo balks at my hare-brained scheme, this will all be for naught.After hanging the block and tackle over his shoulder and attaching the end of the rope that was tied to the bundle of wood to his gear, he flipped the climbing strap around the tree. "Go on then," he said."My family's Liverpool Irish. My father's a docker and so was my mother's father. So, we're Roman Catholics. Pretty nominal but we are and that may put you off a bit."Nick shook his head. "I'm nominally Church of England but I don't hold with sectarianism even though I think that the Vatican is being pig-headed about contraception. That's nothing to do with basic faith though. Sorry, my little one, go on." My mother nearly lost me and could never have more children. My. Stacy really had to try and limit her movements as the plug filled her ass and it was hard not to show she was filled. Ever since that day, Stacy has known that Becky was truly in charge of her and she must always obey to the best of her ability. Chapter 2 Becky told Stacy she needed to go check the mail. She told Stacy she could either go naked, or wear a t-shirt, but with the t-shirt came nipple clamps and the anal plug. Stacy opted for what little cover Brian’s t-shirt would. He said turn around fatty, so everyone gets a look at those saggy tits and fat pussy, I did as he ordered. I heard more comments about my jiggly fat ass and saggy tits. He then said, walk up and sown the aisle fatty, so we can watch that ass jiggle and shake. I did, as I heard the guys commenting on my fat ass and belly. He then told me to bend over the back of one of the seats, as he walked over and slapped my ass HARD. I yelped at the surprise but then let out a moan. He slapped my jiggling.