The Braves were our principal competition for the Division title and, whoosh! Our lead was gone and we found ourselves in second place.My e-mails to t...e Orioles were not quite as chirpy as they'd been there, for awhile. The Baby Birds had busted a wing, and I was going down with them!Sure enough, with only eight games left in the season, we managed to lose five and finished second in the Division -- out of the playoffs. The Bluefield fans were crushed, my kids were disappointed, and the Orioles. We had our own play space at home and used it extensively.My wife specialised more within the area of CBT As opposed to CP and other areas. And she had no qualms when it came to her punishing my Cock and Balls.So one of our really close friends who was also a Mistress and part time Pro-Domme had a massive disagreement with her partner which resulted in her breaking up with her.She was struggling to find somewhere to stay because she didn’t want to stay with her abusive partner. So one evening I. And we'll pick up Sauverand at Paris instead of Chartres, that's all." You infernal ass! The repairs will take an hour! And then she'll break down again. It's not petrol, it's filth they've foisted on you."The country stretched around them to endless distances, with no other lights than the stars that riddled the darkness of the sky.Don Luis was stamping with fury. He would have liked to kick the motor to pieces. He would have liked—It was Mazeroux who "caught it," in the hapless sergeant's own. He was the same one who'd been there the last time I was in the bar. "Bottle."He nodded and I slipped a ten-spot on the bar. I was a little disappointed he didn't ask for ID."Make it two," I told him.He glanced at me a little funny but added a second one beside the first.I walked back to vacant table and sat down, pushing the second beer across to an empty seat."I thought I'd catch you up on things," I told the air. "I know it's been a while since talked. I'm sorry about that. I just don't know.