She clenched the brown hair on his head and pulled hard with her hand making a fist. “One should not spank. Did not your parents teach you good mann...rs? Never spank, it is bad.”To say Charlotta smiled was almost true, except he did not know if it was a smile or something else too sinister to think about. “Of course you will pay for trying to steal the capsule. Right now we eat, then you pay.” the blond rubbed her bottom where Mark had spanked her. then she brushed her long blond hair out of her. Then I am surrounded by a group of guys, their hands are all over me, my chest, my thighs and all over my speedo. Particularly all over my speedo. It feels like there isn't an inch of the lycra that doesn't have someones hand touching it.My cock was semi hard to start and with all that attention it became rock solid. There were ten guys in total (including Alex and Adam) and they were all dressed in suits and ties. Just normal looking guys, maybe I should say a normal group of slightly gay. "We don't have one in here. The closest one is down by Mitchell's market. About three blocks from here." Oh. Darn." Karen replied disappointedly."Come on honey." The waitress said. "You can use the one back here. I'm not supposed to let anybody use it ... but hell, there ain't nobody here. Come on."Karen got up and walked behind the counter to where a wall phone was mounted. "Do you happen to have a phone book?" Karen asked."Yeah sure do. Here honey." The waitress reached under the counter and. One afternoon my coach suggested that I could improve my upper body strength by using the rope climb and drug me into the gym. I stood there staring up at a one inch rope that was dangling from a rafter that had to be about forty feet high. I watched as coach climbed hand over hand, his legs wrapped tightly around the rope as he shinnied all the way up to the rafters, touched the I-beam with one hand, and then slid back down the rope. He turned, smiled and invited me to try it. On my first try,.