"I hope this is enough?"Sherry gingerly held the man's limp tool and positioned the needle near its base. She jabbed cautiously, and then depressed th... plunger, emptying the liquid contents into the flaccid, little sausage."Do you think he's going to come to?" Sherry was still holding the man's penis between her fingers. "Wow. I can feel it. It's getting bigger already!" Until that moment the thirteen-year-old girl had not really expected anything to happen. Now, as the cylinder of flesh. That was the moment I relaxed and let my tension flow out of me. She would hit me whenever, wherever she was ready, and I would go with the flow and try my best to take it. Another circle, two, three, and then there was a swishing noise and a tingling heat on the back of my thighs. My leg muscles clenched, and then my body registered the severity of the impact and the searing, biting pain it brought. I wanted to scream and pull away, but that part that wanted to please my Mistress also was. In 8th, I had the worst. I dreaded having her for another year, but I wasn’t ready to bail on Spanish just yet. After all, I had started before-school Spanish classes in 2nd grade when we lived in Southern California. That was in the 60s before the massive immigration wave, but there were still a decent number of Mexicans living in the LA area.I’d go home tonight and crack the books. I’d be memorizing verb conjugations, reviewing vocabulary, taking some practice tests in a Spanish book I had. " What, you some sort of kung fu expert?" he laughed, looking at his friends."No," I took the ring off my finger and stuck it in a pocket. "The United States Marine Corp used to pay me to kill people for a living," I laughed back. "They liked how well I did my job they kept sending me off to learn more and better ways to do it. They even promoted me to Gunnery Sergeant for my efforts."I was hoping my little spiel would work on these guys the way it had on the two yahoos up in Healdsburg, but I.