As they proceed haltenly across the yard. Other ladies in their same bound state are made to race across the yard with the loser assigned to be strung...out prone from four posts and whipped and cropped from the top and bottom. It is clear from the red stains in the sand that the clamps are doing their desired work. As they proceed a number of times one of them stumbles dragging all painfully to the ground and they must be reassembled. Once the reach the interrogation building they are lined up. They are grey, like a mist on the moor, or an overcast sky rumbling with thunder."How dare you pluck my flower, madam? How dare you break my tree?How dare you come to Chaster's wood, without the leave of me?"How dare he speak to me like that! I straighten my back, drawing myself up as tall as I can, until the top of my head is about level with his nose. I put as much steel as I can muster into my voice, like my mother chastising a promiscuous scullery-maid."Sir I may do as I please here,. Bas ankhe bandh thi…mene kiss chalu rakhi nd apni toungh ko unke lips pe gumana suru kiya to unke lips bi opne ho gaye and ham ek dusre ko frnch kiss dene lage…mere hath unki back pe massage kar rahe the…..unke hair se khel rahe the…fir mene ek hath unki gardan se unke boobs pe la diye nd sahlata gaya….nd kiss to chalu hi thi…. karib 10 min bad mene unki night upar ki and meri tsht nd boxer nikal diya unhone black bra nd panty pahni thi…..kya lag rahi thi me to 5 min dekhta hi raha…aunty boli. He was also an exceptionally good snowboarder. I've ridden with few people that were as smooth and graceful as he was while still being super aggressive. He absolutely attacked the hills and hit jumps at full speed that I wouldn't even slowly roll over. Though, in my defense, I had really only just started to get my legs back after so many years of not riding at all—at least that's what I told myself.Kyle just had that daredevil, Evel Knievel type of attitude that makes someone a great rider.