A lot of the girls I've been with have been too nice to slap me around a bit. Even if they did, they're too nice to really give a good slap. Now, it's... not like I need it to get off or anything, but I'd like to try it at least once and I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to do it.Now, onto the fantasy part. As I mentioned before, I'm a fairly big guy at about 6 feet tall and 220 pounds and built like a linebacker. All of the girls I've been with, with the exception of one, have all been smaller. Maybe I will, but the price will begreat. Much greater than the small fee you insisted on trying tocheat me out of." She ordered him to stand up. He did, although he tried toresist. When she ordered him to remove his shirt and pants, hedid resist. At least he thought he did. In just a few moments,though he realized his shirt and pants were lying on the floor.He wondered for a moment how that had happened, but then heheard her order him to take off his underclothes and his shoesand socks. . It seemed she had a few issues to process.“Look, Alia, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you.”Between her cries, she managed to say, “it’s cool ... it’s not you. Shit,” she said, heaving a big sigh, “life is so unfair and fucked up sometimes. And right now I’m on the receiving end. Look I’m sorry for coming into your yard. As I said, until you moved in this was my space to escape the insanity over there,” tilting her head towards her house.“It’s cool, no crime. Feel free to come over whenever. “Exactly. Your account would have a bias because it would focus on your role in the game rather than the game as a whole,” Mr. Kindle said.“Maybe,” Max said not sure that he liked the idea that he was biased. He leaned over to Sean and asked, “Was that an insult?”“I don’t think so,” Sean answered although he wasn’t quite sure.Mr. Kindle asked, “Who else could a historian talk to about the game?”Tom answered, “Me. I was there and saw the whole thing.”“Yes, a historian could interview a witness.