With dinner completed and the cleanup done,I decided it was time to give Darla a call. Yes, I was tired in theevenings and odds were that I would be f...r the foreseeable future. Still,I wasn't going to let the band slip through my fingers. We made plans, reluctantly on my part, to have a practice session on lateSaturday afternoon. Darla wanted to have it earlier, but I was determinedto make as much of the summer vacation as I could. I figured that AuntMel and I could work till early afternoon. Mary turned back to crack her lobster open; she wouldn’t admit it, but she loved lobster, and these were pretty good.After dinner, with the sun well down, Malcolm threw an armload of driftwood on the fire and settled back against his beach chair. In the soft glow of the fire, the evening’s festivities commenced. By then, the group had mostly paired off, and as Caroline moved to sit in his lap, he wrapped his arms around her.Babs made the first overt move. She had been sitting next to Reeves. Same as above, except that slave must come *EXACTLY* at the required number of minutes. One stroke of the riding crop for every second early or late. 22. Nothing is worse than *HAVING* to come and not be able to, especially when you'll be punished for the failure to obey. If Your slave complains about not being allowed to orgasm often enough, take one die. The number You (or he, if You wish him to determine his own fate) roll is the number of times he *MUST* orgasm. Then roll two dice. The. " I'd like to go back to the studio with you and shoot more of those 'art shots' with you. I've got a new camera, and I want to see what it can do." Art shots, like nudie shots?" As nude as you want to get, dear." Let's go!" She popped the last French fry into her mouth, finished off the Coke, and we were back in the studio in minutes. She stripped for me, slowly and seductively. I'd turned up the heat in the studio before we left for lunch, so it was comfortably warm. "You know the rules," she.