This came from when I was a k** and learned the hard way that arguing would make it worse, I was a skinny young man around 5 foot 6. I had a tan every...here but what my shorts covered. I stood there in disbelief naked in front of Unc. He explained that I am a man now and this would be much harsher then it was when I was younger. He walked me to the couch and bent me over the arm. This is when I knew it was not a joke. I heard the switch in the air and then felt that familiar sting across me bare. "You know what I mean," he said."We'll talk about that after we make love," she said."We should talk about it before we make love," he insisted.She snapped. She tugged at the straps of her new swim suit, and bared both breasts, in broad daylight."You see these nipples?" she rasped. "They're stiff for you. I'm as wet as if I were still in that hot tub. If you don't promise to make love to me I'm going to strip, right here, and masturbate in front of all these people and I'm going to tell them. I finally stopped at the store that sold farm and garden supplied there."Can you tell me where Plantation Lane is?" I asked one of the older clerks there."Are they hiring again?" he asked, rather crankily."Yes, there was an ad in the college paper for a gardener," I answered."You should consider working somewhere else," he told me."There aren't that many other part-time jobs available when I'm not in school or studying," I told him. He finally told me how to get to Plantation Lane. It was a. Once again, he heads off, forcing Barbie to spare even more of her precious food to feed the inferior primate. Here, says Barbie as she gives him another few pieces, But thats it, I have to keep the rest for myself. With that, she puts the bag of dried fruit back into her pack. But before she can sling it over her shoulder, she realizes the large one has returned and both he and the other are staring at Barbie, obviously waiting to be feed them again. Sorry, guys, she says, But I need to ration.