??Now I need to punish the bad little pear.? He says, bringing the rulerup to her tits and starting to lightly caress the top curve of her tit with th...ruler.? Bringing the ruler up he pausesfor a second, looking at her, before bringing it down hard across the top ofone of her tits.? She jerks back, whichpulls hard on her stretched nipples and makes a soft cry through the gag.? The red line quickly grows on the soft whitesurface of her tit, waiting for a second he brings the ruler up again and. He looked around the room as he strolled across to the bed, on the radiator by the window hung two of her scanty panties that she’d rinsed out earlier. Picking up the book from the floor beside the bed, it was still daylight so he thumbed the pages, it was hornie to say the least, he placed it onto the cabinet beside the bed. He’s hand went down to his cock, which was by now swollen beyond all means. It was obvious that she was dreaming; Alex sat onto the edge of the bed and reached between her. His skin had a gray pallor to it that reminded Valerie of the corpses she had seen in the cadaver lab at Oxford. She reached out and took his hand in hers, it was cold, clammy, but as soon as she slid it into hers it closed around her hand, even so close to death he comforted her, the tears began anew. Tera was already holding Michael’s other hand in her good one, the broken wrist now bandaged and in a sling across her chest. She had been in battles, seen heroic actions taken, but this, it was. I could have played wide receiver because I was tall, 6ft6 and 178lbs. I am also a towhead, a phrase my dad used when I was little. I was outside so often, my hair stayed very blond. Only just now, at 17, it is darkening a little.With mom and me alone most of the time these days, we got into the habit of cooking together. At first, I was knocking things over, spilling ingredients and just having trouble. It wasn't that we had a small kitchen, but I was trying not to touch her as we moved from.