I never wore underpants until I was much older. I must have been about 13 years old then and my friend D about 14 and half years old. Anyway, the rou...ine was always the same when we were in the hay loft and we both knew what was going to happen. D would slide a piece of hay up my shorts leg and then say “Look what’s up here. I had better get it out” He would then push his hand up my shorts leg forgetting about the straw and finding my very erect cock.“What’s this?” he would say in surprise as. ." Okay, okay we get the picture! Go find a good switch in the woods,bring it back for Agent Deavers, pick well little one." I am handedagent Deavers' sheathed hunting knife. I hurry off into the woods tofind a stick for my dominant to beat me with. One would think I wouldreturn with a twig, but that would lead to a rebuke that would be sowell deserved and probably make a nuclear detonation look tame incomparison, so let's not even go there! Every gurl in sissy scouts hasto get hir badge in. But a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. Hubby should have taken better care of his nympho wife! Finally the time had come to go meet Him. I took one last critical look at myself before grabbing my pocketbook and heading to the coffee house. I got there a few minutes before our meeting time and sat there. I had a cup of coffee to help steady my nerves... I was shaking like a dog shitting peach seeds! "Hello Cindy," a deep voice said from behind me. Startled, I turned around. There He. The State Troopers and the guys from the Air Force helped too. Needless to say, they had spent more time waiting for the logs than anything else, but I sure didn't want to get in the water and attach the cable. Hip boots or not you could not help but get wet and once wet you would be cold. The women did their part by providing hot drinks and soup to anybody that wanted it.Sunday & Monday: The next couple of days were spent with ear protection on, while we had four chain saws going, cutting up.