His feet were apart and Hannah could see a large pair of balls dangling there.Whaaaaap!He grunted.Hannah watched in awe as the leather wrapped round h...s bare buttocks.Whaaaaap!“Ooo” he barely uttered.Whaaaaap!“Ah!”Whaaaaap!“Ouch” he mumbled barely audibly.Whaaaaap!“Aaah” harry muttered as another thick red tripe was added to his bare bottom.WHAAAAAP!Harry exhaled loudly and bucked his head up. Mrs Bunn knew how to use a strap on a boy’s bottom.Harry dressed and made his way back to his cottage. Gloria was absent, too -- gone to Wherever Gloria Goes. We were alone.I decided I wouldn't file a protest."I missed you," I said, presumptuously taking Orlie into my arms and planting a wet one, smack on her lips."I noticed," she said, giving my hardening penis a subtle little return grind before pulling away and heading for the refrigerator. "Beer?"I accepted the Carta Blanca with sincere thanks, and followed her into the living room."The season's half over," Orlie observed."Yep. Short season,. The changed presence in the forest in front of me. Without the refill of my ‘magical well’ there wouldn’t have been any way that would have noticed it. If I hadn’t been totally exhausted, I would have wanted to laugh aloud. But now all I could do was stagger forward, while trying to make sense of what was there on the sides of the trail. I made sure not to look there, not to do anything differently; since if there was a way to lead the group behind me directly into an ambush, I wanted to do. ”“True,” Whitworth returned, obviously having already considered that. “I’ll have a sit-down with him and explain what’s going on.” Again, he hesitated before continuing. “Colonel, I’m becoming more and more interested in our Mr. Morales, and I’m beginning to think there is a lot going on at night that we’re missing...”“Sir...” Jeff began, but Whitworth went quickly on.“Oh, I’m not going to spy on them when they’re in bed, but, I have to admit that my curiosity is bugging the hell out of me. I.