Alice tried to resist, but found it impossible, as herfather opened her jaw with his bare hands. With the ball in place, he loopedthe string around he... head, and tied it off very tightly, keeping the ball inplace. Next, her father took hershirt in both hands and ripped it off over her, causing her arms to jerk wildlyas they were suddenly forced upwards by the mammoth tug her father had used.She actually dangled from her feet before the shirt started to rip, and thenthe sleeves came loose as she. I had complete faith in the wisdom and goodness of my mother, and most of all in her love for me. I have never doubted for one moment that she loved me with all her being--and I have always loved my mother with a love too deep for words.Now if all this sounds sickeningly goody-goody and boring beyond endurance, let me tell you that there was another side to it. My mother loved to have fun. She had a delightful sense of humor and we played all kinds of tricks on each other. We laughed as much as. He saw someone running away carrying an arm load of something with someone chasing them. He changed his direction of travel and made a running tackle, bringing the miscreant down. The man came up fighting and started to pull a pistol. Marty had his in his hand and slammed it down on the wrist causing him to drop his pistol. It was still dark enough he couldn’t see the man well at all. He could tell he was slight of stature with long shaggy hair and dirty, ragged clothes. That was all.Marty. “Have a good trip, darling?” “Great. Caught some shark. Simone been behaving herself?” “Very much so,” smiled Melissa. She’s learned one or two new tricks.” “Like what?” “She’s learned how to please a man with her asshole.” “Really? You have made progress. Not that I’m one for buggery.” “She took some persuading.” “So I can imagine.” “Would you like me to have her taken down. She’ll be nice and hot and juicy by now.”Simone at that moment was shuddering and convulsing in her umpteenth orgasm..