Looking at myself I could feel myself getting turned on. I had bought myself a nice pink chastity cage and a large black plug which I slowly eased in....I’d put the cage on straight away after bathing and struggled as my clitty grew at the thought of being locked away for a full seven days.I was in a sexy white basque with white lace top stockings and matching g string which hardly covered the cage and red six inch pointed toe stilettos. My friends tease me about my skinny figure and I join in. "Do you still feel like you are a man?"I wanted to take it slowly and a spanked him with each thrust. "Come onBayern! Come on Bayern," we both shouted each time I spanked him. Andthen just as I climaxed "Up the Arse!"And as I cried out "Up the Arse!" Bayern scored the goal that turned myDick into the French Maid you see before you preparing for the late nightdouble feature picture show where she will play the role ofFrank'n'Furter.Just then my friend Tracey, who supports Spurs called and. I took a left turn and made my way to the edge of the woods so I could see where I was.To my surprise, I was looking out at the grass runway of Mr. Clinton's airport. Now that was cool. I'd walked almost all the way to Cassie's house. That's the moment that inspiration struck. I ran through the woods to get home and find something to mark a trail. The pioneers blazed trails by cutting a notch in the trees along the path, but we were taught that we shouldn't do that now because it damages the. Steel support posts had been mounted to the floor to hold support beams for the second floor. They were spaced 20 feet apart so that the gym equipment would still be operational under the addition. The men's night group in the gym had been very helpful in the process. If gym equipment needed to be moved for Bob they moved it and went right back to their exercise routine.From the progress Bob was making he must have pulled most or all of his crews from his other job. I knew from my conversation.