Jeffrey stole their hearts, but it was more a maternal instinct than a feeling of ownership, such as love for a child often creates. What they felt fo... Bob was also different than the conventional definition of romantic love. Neither fantasized about him becoming a mate, certainly not a life-long one in a formalized union. At the same time, the twinges of jealousy each felt when she knew the other was in his arms did engender a sense of possessiveness. Like any girl doesn’t want to share her. ..friends of his there hanging out....getting high and watching a football game and had me sit between him and his friend on the couch...then we all started to smoke up and laugh and have a good timeHe started playing with my tit...pulled it out of the tube top....and rubbing my thigh....then his friend on the other side did the same with my other tit and thighHe then jumped up and said ...ok play times over faggot....now we gonna show you what we do to faggotsHe grabbed me by my hair and. She had been in a hurry to pick up a few things at Walgreen's before she got home and her mind had been on the changes that were about to happen at work.She lived alone since her daughter had gotten married. Her daughter, Jessica, had married a computer science major and he had a job waiting for him in California after graduation. They had gotten married the weekend after they graduated and left for California the next day. Her daughter called about once every 2 weeks and she seemed to be doing. Margie unhesitatingly did as she was told and I helped buckle up the leather straps so that she was spread eagled and helpless."Nice ass", the guy commented as he took up a lash consisting of a handle with twelve thin, long leather strips.He raised the lash and began to beat my wife with strokes that, even though they made Margie gasp, and had her bum glowing red in no time, were just a teasing warm up for him.Margie was soon panting and gasping and whimpering with each stinging lash.The guy.