"Put this on,Taylor, and let's go help you with shaving." When we all put on ourrobes, Ashley said, "OMG, look at the three of us in our matchingrobe..., are we hot or what!" To which we all giggled and teased eachother about who was the hottest!They had me sit in a chair next to the tub, and then each girl set towork on one of my legs by first rubbing them with a hot towel and thenlathering me up with shaving cream before taking a pink disposablerazor and working separately on each leg. . I would not have blamed him for covering Soda, while I dealt with the immediate threat. Of course Swamp Dog was gonna be pissed that we left Soda to take care of two guys running away with a shopping bag full of money. My argument, if Joan made a report, was a man with a gun in Soda's vicinity was a potential threat.Yes it was bullshit, but it would fly. Since her access to cock would be affected as well, I didn't think she would complain. She could probably request I be transfered, and I would. "Why didn't my mom wanna be with you after that?" she wanted to know."Well, I'm sure she said something about this. Towards the end of our relationship, we drifted a little bit, and then she wanted to date men. We ended up breaking up, and then we were barely friends at all. Not enough for her to tell me about you. I'm guessing she just didn't know what to say. She ultimately ended it, and I guess she thought I'd resent her. That's just my theory," I explained.I guess she felt a little bad for. Her wrists were chained highabove her head to the top rung of the ladder. Her tits hung over the sides ofthe ladder. The afternoon sun beat down on her whipped body. She had beenbullwhipped since noon and had fainted once during the whipping . She beggedfor mercy but the sadistic woman disciplinarian only laughed .? I will show you mercy after you receivethe 40 lashes you deserve for? failing tomeet quota in? plowing the fields. ?The disciplinarian then proceeded to continue the whipping to the.