Everything swims before my eyes. As the dizziness recede, I am able to think again. I can't move. I feel as if my body is shattered. My right leg is s...retched out. My foot is turned inwards. There is a lump in the middle of my thigh. Instinctively, I know that I should not even try to budge my leg. The left one looks better. I can flex my knee. At least I am not paralyzed. That's for sure. My bottom and lower back are on fire. I am trying to move my arms. The right one is not responding. My. The outside air hit my pussy and I smelled myself under the trench coat. I look up at Daddy to see if he had smelled it, too. He nodded ever so slightly at me and smiled a tiny smile. His attention shifted to Donnie, his neighbor across the street. My heart stopped as Donnie acknowledged us and crossed the street. I had waved to him last week when I had wheeled the garbage and recycling bins out to the curb, but of course I hadn’t been collared and leashed then. “Hey, Man,” Donnie nodded at. ’ ‘No can do.’ I pounced. I grabbed him from behind and moved my hands up to his armpits. ‘You better hope you’re not ticklish.’ ‘No! Please, I can’t say anything,’ Jeff implored. I flexed my fingers just a bit and his body jolted like he was having a seizure. ‘Stop, stop! I’ll tell you. But you can’t let them know I did. You play really unfair.’ ‘They’ll never know. And, yes, I do play unfair. I’m used to getting my way.’ ‘Not by physical force.’ I had the feeling he didn’t like being whipped. . I've read a bunch of yourstuff, I'd ask for an autograph but it's all in my room back home inMilledgeville." Ah, don't give me credit for the books others have written," he said."Give me credit for catching those live passenger pigeons! That was alittle harder than walking into bookstores and looking for titles I'dnever heard of by famous authors... But I wanted to talk about yourpower, and perhaps see a demonstration, if you don't mind." Um, okay," Nat said, glancing around at the others.