We don't think they are on to our HF though we aren't so sure about the VHF repeaters. Their comms don't sound overly aggressive but, with no contacts... we just don't know."We want you to ride in on I-20 and try to make contact. It's risky but we don't think they will attack a couple where a squad of men might not have such a good reception. Leave the HF where you are and don't refer to it. Hook up with the VHF on 145.33. We have a repeater with no tone that you should be able to reach from. We arrived home. As we walked into the house, I turned to my mother and said, “Antoinette, would you care to dance?”“You know Charles. I have spoken to your father about you and Claire and you know what he said to me?”Uh-oh. I hope that this is a rhetorical question, or I am about to step into a big pile of warm shi... “Charles. I am talking to you! Wipe that silly grin off your face. I need your attention, please? Do you have any idea what your father said to me?”Coming out of my mini-stupor,. I still laughed at his expression, tail wagging in amusement.“I’m dissatisfied with your tents. I’m looking for something that can fit a dozen people comfortably. Preferably one enchanted with spacial magic. Where can I find one?”“The enchanters guild might be able to create it for you, Silverflower is the closest city they have a presence in. I’d be happy to share our contact’s information with you.”Ciarra sighed, then picked up one of the three person tents, several bedrolls, blankets, and a. Master instructed the slave to get the paddle and then get on his hands and knees with his face close enough to my cunt to smell my sexual scent but not close enough to touch my cunt or ass with his face or tongue. The words ?Master, Sir I’m ready for you, I’m sorry to make you have to punish me like this Master?. Without having to be told with each swat across his ass he uttered the words??I’m sorry Master, please forgive me?1?2?3 until he reached 10. I could tell the slaves punishment was.