If I had truly been played?My real mother ... the other world mother ... used to chide her husband for allowing my sister to wrap him around her littl... finger ... are the trips doing that to me?YES!Well, shit!I object!The solution is to let Keri have her way ... her mother is actively promoting her behavior ... Keri is going to practice her girlhood.I guess the trips are getting my attention.The battleship? steamed on without us. I knew she would bunker at the Galapagos. The island group was a. Usne mera gale mein apni bahen dal dee aur hum ek dusre ke saath lipat gaye. Didi ne mere mathey ko chuma aur apne seeney se laga liya. Mere haath bhi didi ke sharir par rengne lage. Hum jiss tarah se alingan badh thay koi bhi hamen bhai behan nahin keh sakta tha. Didi ki bharpur chuchi meri chhati ke andar dhasi ja rahi thi aur mere haath usske chutadon ko sahla rahe thay. Mujhe na jane kia hua ki mera lund akad gaya aur didi ke pet se ja takraya. Didi jhemp gayi aur peechhe hat gayi. ” Chalo. ”From then on he was just known as Juggernaut on the field, because that dude would take a beating, but he never once came out of or missed a game. If his heart was still beating, he would play.This game was a tune-up game, but the semi-finals would be no such thing. The school from Brooklyn that we were going against had a very good defense. Their linebackers flew to the ball and punished with every hit, and they had a defensive tackle that committed to Syracuse that just couldn’t be blocked. Had she not been angry and confused she would have indulged her aching desire for release. Her hands reached for the clasp on her collar, once there she stopped. Her mind wandered back to an earlier conversation we'd had about pets and Masters. She remembered our first discussion about wearing a collar. I'd told her that though anyone can wear a collar for someone else that doesn't make them a pet. Being a pet is about patience and submitting oneself to another however the Master chooses them.