.maybe these adventures could have been true if I had been a little bolder. It was now the summer before my senior year of college and my Auntie “A�...� and I were beginning our 7th year of sexual encounters. We both had seasonal jobs at a local food processing plant that provided good paying jobs for college students and others. About 600 women worked there in 3 shifts as did about 200 men. The women were ranged in age from 18 to nearly 70, all sizes and shapes, pretty to homely and a good. This time she didn’t stop, but kept hitting me over and over. I don’t know how long she caned me; all I remember was the pain in my ass cheeks and the sound of my own muffled screams. When she finally stopped, my body was racked with sobs and there were tears running down my face. The pain I was experiencing faded slightly after a few minutes but didn’t go away entirely. My mistress walked back around to face me, slightly out of breath. When she saw my tears she smiled a wide evil smile. I had. As soon as the puck dropped John dropped his gloves and moved towards Saunders. Saunders also dropped his gloves and they started to swing at each other. John was game but the bigger Saunders landed more punches. When the linesmen finally separated them John had a stream of blood rolling down the side of his face. He went to the dressing room instead of the penalty box. The Charlestown fans were going crazy.Coach Vigneault sent out another winger to replace John and the two teams lined up. "My Dad talked with your Dad, we're installing the open links in ourtrucks too." Yeah be sure to turn it off tonight so I don't have to hear you two,"advised Tom Cat."Like you aren't going to pick up Zoey Brightfeather at the truck stop.I suggest you remember the same thing son," Advised his Dad."Tell me son, is she more than just a pretty seat cover?" I heard MommaSwallow ask over the open link."Momma I didn't know you were coming along this trip," he said."Someone has to keep him warm at.