A couple of shots of me unbuttoning my shirt, then a couple as I slid the shirt off and tossed it away, and then a few of me posing shirtless.Time kep... ticking by and I started to get more and more into it, Dean was right about that. His encouragement kept me going whenever I started to have doubts. I started to feel like a super model the way he was talking to me. By the time he’d finished the first set I was wearing only my socks, and he’d snapped almost fifty pictures.“Alright, let’s change. I know some of you guys are way too sophisticated forthat, but they brought special colors, and I hope at least you four willlet them paint you anyway."I don't know about Alex, but Leah and Ally didn't think they were toosophisticated to do that, and Josh probably couldn't have thought ofanything he was too sophisticated for. They were, however, happy to havean excuse not to have to pretend to be, even if it was as lame a one asbeing nice to a grown-up."But first, you have to clean up your. She kept on saying this.With the whip in one hand, I walked towards her and with full force, I whipped my girlfriend’s ass. She let out a scream in agony. The sound of the contact of the whip and her skin was loud too. I said, “Do you like this now? Huh.. Should you have done what you did?” and again I spanked her. I kept spanking her for 10-12 times.My girlfriend’s ass was full red with whip marks. Sweat roll down her cheeks, ruining her mascara. Then I threw the whip on the bed, opened my. He was told a few years ago that he had a tumour in his brain. He only had a few months to live. That was when he said he would tell me what happened that weekend, but there would be conditions. He said he would write me a letter explaining everything. He made me agree that I would not read it until after his death. He also made me promise that I would post his letter to this site. My Daddy knew of the stories I had written and posted here; he had read them all. He said that it was only fair.