The crops weren’t as bad as he thought, at least when compared to the canes. Mistress Raell did not go easy with those, giving him the familiar stri...es from his time in the training barns. His back was perfectly striped, each strip an inch from the other. At the end of the session he knew all of the non-electric tools. Looking over at the last part of the wall, he recognized some of the stuff, like the cattle prod leaning against the wall. The wires and stimulus pads made him nervous,. As we gave her our last hugs and kisses, I couldn’t help but notice the looks from people around. Each, alone, would draw stares, but the two together? Jessica was slightly taller, but similar builds and hair styles - dark brown, shoulder length hair, Jessica’s sitting on her shoulders while Julia’s dropped a little below. They could, even at Julia’s age 38, be mistaken as, if not twins, at least sisters! I could feel the envy as I helped Jessica into the front passenger seat and walked around. I waited for her to leave the room. I was positive it would happen since grinding against her stated where we were heading if she stayed.Karen did not move; I had been given control. I spooned her and put my hand under her top again. She was nervous but did not shiver at my touch--quiver but not shiver. I trailed my fingers on her skin, adding physical sensation to her nervousness. I felt it climb and climb as I circled the wagons around her bellybutton. Her body tensed when she got ready to. Tristan swung himself over the outer lock edge and jumped down.He scooped Aesia up from the wet ground, threw her over his shoulder, and ran. He had just reached the edge of the small clearing when a loud explosion knocked him to the ground. He lay for a moment waiting for his head to clear before picking himself up. The force of the explosion had flung Aesia several yards in front, and she was lying in a heap in a puddle of water. Tristan stood, lifted her in his arms, and dived behind a large.