” “You dirty nigger,” she cussed him. “Stand up.” He did as told and his 14 inch penis rubbed against her leg. She whopped his leg. “I t...ld you not to touch me unless I said so!” “Sorry master,” he said in pain. She raised her whip “Oooo you gonna be sorry boy.” She whipped across his stomach and he bent over in pain. She whipped him across the back 3 time before he fell to his knees. He looked up with sad eyes. “Kiss my feet,” she demanded. He kissed her small feet one each. “Good know. Oh, well, you know, I’m just imagining you licking the tips of your fingers after the other night. Yes, you know me too well, that’s exactly what’s on them. What else are you doing in my imagination? Oh, you know… stuff. Yes, this is having an effect on me.I recount to you where my imagination has taken me and what an effect it is having on me. By the end, I’m incapable of keeping hands from venturing further into my trousers, the button and belt finding themselves miraculously parting of. Living organisms can be categorised according to their projected lifespan. Why should that be? Why does a parrot live longer than a blue tit? Why does a dog live longer than a rabbit? Why does a Bristlecone Pine live longer than a willow? The truth is we simply don’t know. In the case of mammals there seems to be a correlation between the size of a mammal and its longevity. Generally speaking the larger the a****l the longer it lives. Cats will live longer than mice. Cows will live longer than. Jim escorts me to the bar and ordered us a drink. On our way I felt someone grab my ass. It wasn't a little oops type of grab either. I spin around to see Steven a co-worker I used to work with. He leans in and kisses me on the cheek and says I had no idea you liked this type of party. When I asked what kind of party is this he just smiled and walked away.Jim hands me a drink and I take a couple swallows and he says you've never been to a party like this one I'll bet. I knew what type of party.