She clung to me like a small child and cried.We stood there in the cold, windy, gray and bleak morning, two lost souls clinging to one another and try...ng to stay afloat in a sea of internal despair, afraid that if we let go one, or both, would sink beneath the surface and never come up."What can I do? I've stepped off the path again Granddad."'If you stepped off, you can step back on." Easy for you to say. Every time it gets harder and harder to find again."'Yes, but not impossible. You know. I tried to get a better look at her, but after she crushed her tee shot, they moved down the course and out of sight, leaving me there with a giant boner in my pants. I had to jerk-off...now. “Hey, Dave!” I called out, grabbing his attention. “I’m going to go to the bathroom really quick! I’ll meet you at the fourteenth hole!” Dave nodded and went back to focusing on his shot. I immediately raced off towards the clubhouse.This clubhouse wasn’t a particularly popular one, and since it was a. At least not yet. I don't think I'm ready for it.'Sarah felt Jason reach in between her bound legs. In her hogtie, her legs were splayed. She could actually hear the moist squish that accompanied the feel of slick fingers easily worming their way through her engorged flesh.'I'm not ready,' she thought furiously as he removed his fingers and gave her butt a firm squeeze."It's playtime," he said, as he released the strap that held her hogtie. Her legs flopped down. She wiggled her ass. It meant that he did want to kill me, but was still working up the nerve. It also meant that he could accidently squeeze the trigger thus making the question of how much nerve had could work up irrelevant. So I had to get out of it, but how? Just then, an angel came to my rescue. “Pa, stop. You can’t do this, Pa,” said the voice of this angel. I looked over my shoulder to see a little slip of a girl coming towards our table. She was about as tall as my chest. Very slender, but with.