”From all the vehicles, men exited with no rifles and their hands up. Sharon said, “There’s some trying to trick you, Dad.”Misty responded, �...Shoot ‘em, Sharon.”We heard rifle fire from her area. None of the men standing outside were shot but a few dead ones fell out of vehicles along with their rifles. The men outside had dropped down to lie in the snow. None tried to shoot.I shouted, “Treachery is deadly! Stand up and pull from the vehicles anyone still inside alive or dead! Do it now!”The men. After the first or second month of our sessions she had asked if I could be a little less hard on her in public. I guess my face got hard because she quickly continued, "No, not when we're alone, I got a problem with you, when you spank or whip me I go a little crazy, the other boys see that and they keep trying to get me there. You know me, I don't want to say no to anybody, but ever since our very first session, you hit me and I want to give away everything. I just can't get there with the. I stayed about a good 40 minutes journey by a train while Rupa I was told, stayed at a walking distance from the college.We were told to bring or come in white shorts and T-shirts, while the girls were asked to wear the pinafore and T-shirts for the practice. Pinafore was a kind of shorts more like a skirt, for girls.The first day was an eventful day for all the boys who had gathered for the practice. Rupa had come in her white T-shirt that barely held back her huge bosom. The T-shirt, in fact,. She nodded and then her eyes widened as some fluid oozed from the tip."Is that sperm?" she asked."No, darling, it's lubrication. If you go on playing with it more will come." Oh."She let go and looked up at him. "Thank you, darling." Did that help?" Yes but I still don't know that it won't hurt putting it inside me." It probably will stretch you a bit to start with but we can always stop and you can tell me when you're ready to go on."She nodded thoughtfully and then stood up, put her arms.