(‘Oh shit! How much did he see?) To make matters worse this guy was ripped. He could have pounded the shit outta me right there. Turns out there was...nothing to be ashamed of. As we sat and chatted the late afternoon away we’d both admire the same group of joggers as they went by, both the women AND the men. As I listened to Hank’s bullshit stories I started to really admire his looks. Hank had perfect hard body proportions, Nothing was too bulky or out of place. He was the perfect combination. She would bind the translation herself. When the time came it would go back into the cavity along with the new rod she constructed, the original manuscript and probably a floppy disk. But Jane doubted that would ever happen, in today's world she would easily find a successor.She lay back in the tub and tended to her physical wounds. There were no more mental wounds. She felt more content and relaxed about her destiny than she had ever known. There was a self-assuredness about her that would. Thenher mind would shift and convince her that she had been left alone forever,and no one would ever come and find her. Lynn would start to panic then, hermind overrun with fear. He knew very well what tricks her mind played on herwhen he left her like that. When she felt his fingers brush her thigh she screamed out loud, startledby the sudden contact. She had figured out why enjoyed subjecting her to thistorture -- He loved the gratitude she showed him when he finally gave her hersenses back.. I'm your Kitty," I said calmly (thanks to the tequila), as I reached out my hand.Rickey reached down and kissed my hand, as he would do for a woman."So, what brings you beautiful??" he said with a wink. We both knew what we were up to. But it was feeling good to act as a play!"I am here to do just that. I, well, I just love cock, and I thought I might get some here" I said. Even though I was buzzed, I still felt some adrenaline from making such a bold statement."Oooh OOh! I've got one!" Rickey.