. even 20 years ago ... been a calming influence.I went to our room and read a bit.When Rachel arrived, I told her about my day and about my anger."Yo...'re like Thor," she said. "Your first impulse is always to strike, rarely physically, but frequently verbally. You were already like that in school." Like Thor?" Remember the Old Norse stories? The one about the builder – like in Wagner's Rheingold?"In the beginning, after the gods had established Midgard and built Valhalla, there came a smith. Ethan was sprawled out in a king sized bed, sleeping with nothing but a pair of black tight briefs. He had a little bit of chest hair and his rock hard abs were on full view. I was dying to touch him, feel his skin beneath my fingers, but I was too scared that he would wake up. Then, I remembered this was most likely a dream, so who cared if he woke up? His brother told me to take care of him and that was what I was about to do. I sat next to him on the bed, making it move a little, but not. "Hey!"We just had time to kiss and make up before the alarm took me away. Allison woke up just long enough to kiss me before I went out for my morning run. I put my clothes in the bathroom before I left so I wouldn't have to wake her when I got back. Then it was time to pick up Mark and Shannon for school. Shannon had a very interesting expression on her face, but I had to wait until we got to school and Mark took off to say anything."So, you and Lizzy okay now?"She gave a contented sigh,. The next pic had her on her hands and knees, a big plug deep in herass, her little cock locked in a small tube secured by a prince albertpiercing and clearly visible was a tramp stamp tattoo saying "sissyslave whore"The final pic was a close up of the chastity, clearly visible was thefact that the key had been broken off in the lock and filed smooth.I must have spent some time just staring at the pics because mycomputer pinged as I received a private message. "You like them?" heasked I had to.