I askedNikki and she agreed to go so I told him we would bethere in the early afternoon. He told me that if thebarn door was open to come to the barn ...ecause that iswhere he would be. We arrived at Jack’s place about 2 in the afternoon. AsI drove up the driveway I noticed that the barn doorwas open. I told Nikki that he was in the barn and weshould go directly there. We entered the barn and sawJack in the stall with a beautiful black stallion. Hewas washing the horse down. “Hey. Najomi pulled my arse cheeks apart and remarked on the smallness of my slit and bottom hole. “I’ll be opening them after her sentence on Tuesday, and by the end of the week she’ll be as loose as all the other criminals. Go on, show her how we treat prisoners who don’t do as they are told and think they are superior to us.” The governor treated it all as a joke too. For me it was no joke.My first indication that she’d swung the strap was when it contacted my bum and a horrendous band of pain. I was starting to turn into a man and things were going to start changing with me. I was embarrassed to be talking with my mom about these things but I also found my small cock starting to get hard. Mom discussed that I would be getting erections (thanks for the info mom but that’s been happening every time I see you for the last 6 months) and things build up and that there was something I could do so nighttime “accidents” didn’t happen. She called it massaging and told me in a very. Phase two of my plan was quickly approaching; but I would take no joy in being right about this one. On September 18, 1970 Jimi Hendrix, one of Jack's favorite guitarists would die from a drug overdose. That night, before he went up to bed I asked him to stop in my room for a minute. When he came in I told him to sit on the bed."I've got some bad news that you have to know. Jimi Hendrix is going to die from a drug overdose tomorrow." When did you hear that?" He had not fully comprehended what I.