." "Tell the man!" "Y... Yes, Mistress. I stole the envelope. I thought it had money in it then I... lost it. Sorry, Sir." "Oh, Roger. I don't know wh...t came over him. Still, it's been some time since I've had reason to discipline him. God knows what else he's been up to. Adrian is usually so well behaved. Aren't you, pet?" Smack!! "Owwww! Sorry, Mistress! I'll never do it again!" Chantelle waved her hand nonchalantly and turned back to me. "Adrian assures me it was the first and only time he. After a couple of minutes Claire arched her back slightly and eased her knickers down about three inches to expose the very top of her bum crack. Amy detected wisps of light brown hair with a few grey ones in her crack. Amy was working on her buttocks and pulled the knickers down even further for better access. Claire did not say a word but again squirmed slightly. 'Now for your legs,' Amy said. At this Claire turned over and Amy saw for the first time her auntie's wonderful creamy breasts. “Suck my fingers, cutie. Who’s pussy is that?”“mwine.” Aletha answered with her mouth full.“You like that pussy, don’t you?” Aletha nodded.“I can’t wait!” Kel said abruptly. “I want a taste now!”She lifted Aletha’s ankle over the edge of the bowl. “Can you see the pretty pussy?”“Yeah,” the man behind the camera said as the focus tightened on Aletha’s slit. “Shit, it looks like it’s fucking dripping fucking pussy juice from here!”“Yeah, she’s pretty wet!” Kel laughed.Aletha cried out and the. Energy and momentum were conserved or expended. That speed of motion along the tightrope was a measure of kinetic energy. And when one of those tightrope walkers slammed into a support, it either dropped off some of its energy, or absorbed some.Only the fact that he could project some of the mathematical part of his world onto this space made it understandable to him. It was living statistics. It was only through the lens of statistics that he could fully appreciate what was happening here. He.