She's worried about you seeing me smoking, that you might be tempted to try it for yourself." I guess I was tempted at first, when we were out in the ...arden, and you were laughing about everything. After though, in the kitchen, I could see it worked both ways, happy and sad." No, the sad was all from me. The buds put me in a calmer place, so I can put up with how shitty my life is now. If I didn't have my knowing I'd be getting high to look forward to, I'd probably go on a permanent crying. I groan, "please"."please what?" the man asks his tone hard again."Please sir" What do you want slave boy?" he asks."I want it back sir" I reply."What do you want back slave boy?" Your finger sir." Where do you want my finger?" In my ass sir." I want you to say 'Please sir, please my I have you finger back in my boycunt.'"My heart thumps hard. I already feel degraded and humiliated but sayinglike that would make it feel even worse but I can't help it. I need thatfinger back in my hole."Please. When we weren't on the ball field, there was nothing to do but watch television or drink beer -- or, if you were really feeling festive -- both.But we came home with filthy road uniforms, one more kid who had just lost his virginity a thousand miles from his home state of Wyoming, and seven more wins.The Baby Birds were in first place!My road dispatches to the Orioles brass in Baltimore were more detailed and more punchy than the ones I composed at home, when I was always eager to pack up and. " Yes sir, my name is Sandra." She was absolutely spellbound, his eyes, that barbaric yet enticing implement in his hands, dropping her panties in front of a stranger, the idea of submitting willingly to pain "Must it really be... bare bottom,... sir?" It was your apparition remember, not mine. The strap delivers only pain; exposing your naked rear end contributes submissive humiliation, which when the latter is added to the former could be the proverbial straw breaking the camels back."He got.