"And I'm Kelli. Nobody calls me anything but Kelli, except for my grandmother Isabel. Sometimes she calls me bellota." Acorn?" I laughed. "Your grandm...ther calls you acorn?" When I've pleased her. When I've messed up she calls me arbusto," She waited for me to translate, and when I didn't, provided us with 'shrub.'"How come you know bellota but not arbusto?" she asked.I recited."An acorn swungOn an oak-tree bough;So long it had hung, It would fain fall nowTo the kindly earth, That its germ. Her long firm legs showed through the loose fitting robe as she strode across the room. I handed her a beer and she proceeded to offer a toast to the three times. I questioned her on her toast and she replied, "Your age is three times mine and I want to see how that equation works in bed." I smiled and toasted to a hardy three times. I set my drink aside and reached to hold Mori close. I walked her to the spare bed since it had clean unused sheets. I laid her on her back and massaged her. With this, you strike Julia with the whip again, causing her to let out another yelp. Her skin was starting to turn red from the whip hitting her. Julia's eyes were starting to tear up from the pain, but you know she won't quit. You don't like it when new captives are defiant. It's fun at first, but it quickly grows stale."Just stop talking, you dumbass!", Macy chides."Thank you.", you say to Macy. Despite the fact that she is clearly being held captive, Macy seems to be pleased with herself. His belt was used for ten strokes on his jean-clad butt, but then Lynn passed the belt through his shoelace bindings between his hands and then pushed it up to her little sister above Vick’s head. Dianna pulled hard and buckled the belt securely to the branch. This meant Victor was stretched to his arms’ limit, leaving him dangling, his toes barely touching the ground. He was bound, barefoot and gagged and strung up by his wrists.“Glad you could hang around, Victor.” joked Lynn as her sister.