As the man did so she drew back her hand and brought it across his face, palm first. “Pressure of Pain,” she said, looking smug as the man fell ba...k with the force of the blow.Collette followed suit, showing how she could apply Pressure of Pain with apparently no effort by twisting at slug’s nipples.When it came to Fara’s turn, she picked up a pair of gloves lying on the table next to where Bernard was chained. “Look up at the ceiling, cockroach,” she ordered as she pulled the gloves on slowly.. . I’m looking at Haylie, but she’s now looking past me..“Jedda… come here boy. Jedda, where are you….”Well Jedda is now playing with Foxy, and Jeddas owner is coming in to get him..I look over my shoulder as a man, in his maybe late 20’s, early thirties, pops through the branches.. He stands frozen, eyes fixed on us two mostly naked teens, Haylies face looking up from between my legs, with my still erect cock between them..After a few seconds that felt like ages, the man stammers..“Oh shit…. That might not seem like much to most guys, but to a nearly three hundred pound lineman, running three blocks feels like impending death; running three miles seems like an impossibility. Fortunately, I had been running all summer, and I was in good enough shape to make the three miles each morning, but then again, I didn't weigh three hundred pounds either. I felt sorry for the linemen. After the run, we did weight drills, calisthenics, and basic body building until about ten o'clock. Then we. What is it?" I had a nervous feeling. My father hadn't really been acting like himself for the past few months, for almost a year, if you wanted to count that sudden three week vacation to Europe, the previous summer. He had gotten a lot more casual about timetables and deadlines than he'd previously been, and seemed to have lost some of his edge, especially when it came to the aggressive growth of the vending operations. He didn't seem fully engaged by the business anymore. "Is there something.