Better wake up, youre in for quite the day. Another glance. You remember what today is, right? She took another bite of eggs, chewing instead of answe...ing him. Its July twenty-fifth, he answered for her. She made no acknowledgment toward his questioning and answering. She knew perfectly well what day it was, and why Rich was acting like it was a day out of the ordinary. Despite the pimp-and-hoe relationship between the two of them, to Rich, this day was special, different, and certainly out of. A small, stone chapel sits on a tiny isle a couple hundred feet from the coast. Before the chapel could be built a causeway, constructed by hand, had to be created from the beach to the island. Then the chapel was built among splendid, old-growth firs. The ceremony was lovely and moving and, sitting in the chilly chapel, I found myself hoping that Bradley's sister or her guy didn't have any unfinished business waiting to cut a swath of mayhem through their lives at some future date. The. "I backed it out a bit and rocked my hips from side to side. "I'm not a boy," I told her, eager to get started.She took her hand away, lifted her legs somewhat higher and linked her feet in the middle of my back. She clamped her soft mouth into a thin line and nodded.I sank it into her, pushing hard, and she squealed. "No, no, please, I can't," she cried, and I slowly withdrew with the intent of spearing her a hundred or so times, of mashing her deeply into her mattress. She pushed on my chest. Youtrained her well but those things are a marvelous motivator." "Iwant to try." "Me,too." "Girls,we've got all afternoon. Let her put those weights away and go fetch anotherset for each one of you before she does you." I knewthat Jennifer's statement was as good as an order. Unhooking the current setalmost made me cry out. The relief was short lived as my tits were still throbbingwhen I found the next weight. Forthe next several hours, I thanked my owner's friends for their ideas. I wasalmost.