’ White tail flared up and snorting the deer would run off a bit then stop and look back at us with disbelief, then run off. Or the bang of the oar ...gainst the side in a miss guided draw would send flocks of ducks into the air just around the bend from us. Wood Duck Alley, got its name for the number of Wood Ducks that found a haven along the banks of the creek gathering acorns off Newtons Branch. A quick set up and finish our limit and then a little stretch of the legs for Chucks. Glen would. After initial greetings and a brief story of her flight, including the conversation with her seat mate, he said, "I want to give you another choice. You know, Atlanta is a big, exciting city with many companies and organizations that could use your talents. I want you to come and stay with me, take your time in finding the right place for you here, and then you will be able to build your career. You won't be rushed and you won't have to move to any city that doesn't appeal to you." Oh, God, I. ....I was drooling. We chatted awhle and I was soooo hard thinking about all the things he said he would do with me. I was in luv with the idea of being tied, punished hard and used like a fucktoy for his amusement.After a few weeks chatting and feeling comfortable I decided I wanted to make my fantasty a reality. MasterRobert did not seem giddy, just matter of fact said "Of course you want me to use you, you are a weak sissycunt"His words were so true, I am a weak sissy, I belong on my knees. He was deep in the cave when the sounds began, but we could hear them clearly, both in our minds and in our ears. He lumbered forward until his bulk filled the cave entrance. We sat as small and as still as we could. This was no ordinary grizzly bear, though even an ordinary one would have frightened me. This boar was Grandfather White Mouth. He weighed a ton and stood twelve feet tall when he walked on his hinds.And when he roared, the thunder echoed from the mountain.When we touched his mind,.