"But think of all the good you could do!" she pressed him.He shook his head. "I once felt the same way," he said. "But painful experience made me a sa...der and a wiser man."Alison looked at him querulously, trying to place the reference. Then she smiled and said, "Well, Mister Ancient Mariner, perhaps you just lost confidence in your abilities. But you know what they say: if at first you don't succeed?" ?Give up," her brother finished. "And it wasn't the mariner, it was the wedding guest. But. .. they’re in the ER and we won’t know anything for awhile, but they were alive when they went in.”“What the hell happened?”Harry felt his wives waking up around him, alarmed, but holding their questions.“We’re not sure, but Shaun called and said best as he can tell, both tires on the right side blew out at the same time, or close enough as to make no difference. They flipped onto the left side and were sliding when the second security SUV rammed into them – it happened so fast there was. At the last moment, she turned back and looked a me in surprise but it was too late for her. I brought the tazer to her neck and zapped her a long hard one. She gave a few jerks and then slumped limply into my arms as her pretty eyes rolled back and her eyelids fluttered close. I quickly stuffed her into my Santa sack, tied up the opening and hoisted her limp and light body over my shoulders. Soon, I was walking merrily along the street once more towards an overpass bridge I scouted out. Just then he feels my hand, and pops up. “Did I say you could touch yourself?” as he grabs my thong and damn near rips it off in a wedgie. Daddy knows I love having my undies tugged on, and I let out a loud moan. “I’m sorry Daddy” I cry as he gets up off the bed.I look at Daddy with puppy dog eyes. He says “I’m ordering dinner.” and climbs onto the bed next to me. While he’s doing that I snapped the hotel photo for you fetlife kinksters. Daddy asked me if I was on fetlife and I blushed. He.