I had occasionally allowed either Annette or Ruby to favor a certain member of the crew for an evening of pleasure but it still did little to mollify ...he men’s growing perception that I was being unfair in my distribution of booty to the entire crew.The last time I had awarded Annette to the fat cook for an evening of pleasure she complained to me bitterly about how the fat man had buggered her all night long and didn’t even go near her needy quim a single time. I was inwardly amused because I. “Lay here then!” it was an order, mother lay in the centre of the bed, H said “it`s up to you which way up, I am going to whip you!” mother to his surprise did not turn over just slowly opened her legs and waited patiently for them to secure each of her ankle`s. The surprise came when that task done, a soft curtain cord appeared from under the bed, it was attached to one of their heavy old doorstops at one end, and the other end in a noose. They all knew what was to come… to his amazement his. I think she started to cry a little when she saw the transparent almost pink dice. She wrapped her arms around my neck and buried her face in my neck, saying it was the best present ever. Rosie gave me a smile and went back to reading the Deities book.Finally when I untangled a cute girl from my lap Rosie marveled at how much of Bulfinch’s Mythology was included in that. She pointed out a few differences between those of the game, but they were relatively minor. “So this is the game you guys. I'd already twisted up the wet towel ... waited, timing the thrust, and then "thwap". I let go with all my might, perfectly timed, perfectly aimed. Christy was so dumb, she actually thought Berferd balls, as I now thought of him, though his name was Bert as I recall, was climaxing. I couldn't even begin to imagine how that must of felt, but I was grinning inwardly as he suddenly bucked up, screaming out for all he was worth, Christy trying to hold on like she was riding a bucking bronco,.