I took the note and opened it, and read her question to me…are you coming over tonight? I have a surprise for you! I scribbled back that I would be ...here, but it wouldn’t be until a little bit later since I had to watch my little b*****r until my parents came home. It was about 7 in the evening when I arrived at Mel’s house, anxious about the surprise she had for me. There was a little note on the front door telling me to let myself in. I walked straight to her bedroom, figuring she would be. “Just relax. The first few seconds will be the toughest but after that you will love it.” After a few more rejections I gave into the pain as his thick head passed my sphincter. The pain was immense and thank God he paused to let me adjust to his enormity. Once the agony passed I breathlessly muttered ok. Philip slowly moved his monster further inside me until it seemed like it was half way up my colon. Once fully in he stopped and asked how it felt. “It’s immense my love. Be gentle with me.”. The flowers wouldn't bloom for months anywhere else, but here they opened their petals even before the last frost. Winter came to the wood, as it did everywhere else, but here, other forces were at play.The distraction didn't last long, though. After running his fingers through his short blond hair, he resumed his walk. The spring semester had proven a little difficult - especially the foreign language requirement - forcing him to concentrate hard on the Spanish course. Now that he finally felt. The “food” in our bowls was rancid. Kim had picked out what was fairly edible. She told me later that she tried to avoid anything that made her nearly vomit. There was half-eaten burgers, a little egg, dirty burrito wrapping etc.“Proper slop will always have some dirt and muck in it,” Mike bent over and spit in each bowl. “It’s important that they not take pleasure in even the most mundane of activities while as piggies. I don’t always spit in their food, but as piggies, they should have to.