"You know how to fight; I've seen you do it enough times over the years." He caught me by surprise" I responded. "And besides, I'm not a fighter, I pr...fer negotiation".Nancy laughed. "There was no negotiating your way out of that one".I laughed too. "You're right on that one," I said. We came to the cafeteria and Nancy took charge of getting a bag of ice for my cheek. It had puffed up but it did not look like I was going to get a black eye. I hoped anyway. A bruised cheek for sure.Nancy asked. So I grabbed her cheeks and spread them, looking for anything odd. Nothing seemed off, so i poked and pushed around seeing if anything was sore. Peggy just assumed the position while I played. After a few minutes she asked if i had seen anything. I told her i didnt. She said my fingers felt good in her ass, maybe she was just sore, and needed to be rubbed. I worked over Peggys butt hole and with some spit got a few fingers in. I alternated between fingers and my tongue. I felt Peggys pussy. .his naked penis pressing against the soft skin...The spanking fantasy of a submissive man was nothing like the reality of having that repeated sting of the sharp wood against Noble's unfortunate bared rear, and his cheeks had undergone something out of a nightmare. Mom and Dad had been "time-out" permissive parents, and there really was some argument for that...but Belvin was something else, a force of nature."You keep WHACK!!! this place like WHACK!!! a shithouse, WHACK!!! I can't believe all. Simon's guess proved to be spot on when the hidden squads radioed in to alert the two groups that the squad leaders were heading into the no-man's land between them. Not long after that, fire erupted around them with traces of light-energy from pulse rifles flashing all around.The blue group returned fire, but deliberately aimed high to ensure they missed the white group. Seconds later the white group did exactly the same thing and both groups began to move towards each other.Simon was still.