Arm freezing in mid-air his head swiveled back, freezing me with his piercing icy blue eyes.. I felt as if I had a block of ice inside for all the go...d it was. I could see my Mistress Julia, lying across my bed, trembling slightly, knowing that the punishment she had meant for me was about to be delivered to her exposed bum. By her Master, her husband, John. I didn’t envy what either of them was going through. Perhaps one day I would get married. I would have to find someone in the. "Maybe he'd pay some attention to me again." She looked shocked, and turned away, embarrassed that she'd said something so personal."So, you think they're good?" asked Tiffany."They are DEFINATELY not what you were looking for," said Jeff again, trying to make himself plain."OK, then," said Tiffany, complexly ignoring his warning. "Now, you get changed, and we can go meet the others." You go ahead," said Jeff, a little breathlessly. He had in mind to beat off furiously, once he was in the. I was actually doing more than hitting the ball ten feet to the side by the end of the hour plus. I promised the man that I would continue to learn and actually play with some of the guys on the team who were avid golfers.It was lunchtime by the time that was done, so we went to the Roadhouse for some lunch. We went to the stadium from there so that I could use the gym to work out and possibly get some infield work in, along with throwing a little.A couple of the Brewers' players became excited. "Well, let's sit down, clothes or no clothes, and wait for dinner to be ready."Ana sat on a large luxurious armchair, while Ketaba hovered around her audio system. "What would you like to hear?" She asked. "Classical? Jazz? Ambient?" I don't mind. Something relaxing I suppose."Ketaba knelt on the floor and sorted through her compact discs. She selected some haunting atmospheric piano music accompanied by orchestra."Does this meet with your approval?" It sounds very nice."Ketaba sheepishly.