Inside was a group of binders, and he took one out, thinking "This one willdo." Then he closed the locker back up and put the key into his pocket, and...aking the binder, went quickly back to his hotel room.He carefully put the chain on the door, and went to the small bedroom torefresh his memory of the patient whose time with him was recorded in thebinder. The first picture was of a sad-eyed boy, about seven or eight yearsold. The second picture was of the same person, but was. “And how does my little thief feel?” he asked me. My face flushed as deep as my ass cheeks. “I’m ashamed that I came without permission, Master.” He said nothing, but motioned to the television. I crawled to it and turned it on. I scooped up the remote in my mouth and crawled to my master and placed it in his lap. Let me see the asshole I am going to fuck, Slave,” he said, and I presented my ass to him and placed my head on the floor. He spread my ass cheeks and ran his finger along the outside. He'd only gone out for football that year because of peer pressure from the cheerleader / jock crowd he'd found himself in while dating Lori."The physics of pitching is serious science," Chet protested mildly."Sure thing, Mr. Abercrombie and Fitch," Rhonda chipped in. Chet shrugged - Lori had tactfully helped him through a much needed wardrobe make-over. Rhonda and Jimmy could still be somewhat haphazard and shapeless with their clothing choices, their brains usually preoccupied with other. " These trees are truly massive," Karl added. "I have naught seen such tall ones. What land is this? I thought I knew all of Vard."They sailed along, amazed at the natural purity and splendor around them until they came upon a pond surrounded by green grass and massive trees where the creek branch seemed to end. Karl brought the flatboat against the bank and Merry stepped nimbly out carrying the picnic basket. He snapped off an overhanging tree limb, thrust it into the ground, tied the painter.