"Dad! I can't take testosterone supplements!!! That's one of thethings they test us on for football. I'm already nervous that they'llfind something... wrong with this other stuff you gave me." You see Marc. This is why you need those memory pills. Go take onenow. No, better take two. Do what your father tells you."Marc looked at his Dad out of the corner of his eyes, and knew he had totake the pills. Popping two in his mouth he downed them quickly withthe milk he got for his cereal."Now. Just as I was about the remove the blindfold to assure that he was still there, I felt Riccardo’s firm grip on my hand. Without saying anything, he took my other hand, and raised them both above my head. “Leave your arms there.” He ordered, and I did just that. The familiar sensation of silk on my skin turned me on, as I felt it on my wrists. Riccardo was tying my hands to the iron headboard. The feeling was alluring at first… I’ve never been so risqué before. However, the feeling bliss. I enjoyed the view. Her pert bottom filled her shorts perfectly and, cretin that I am, I admired her panty line framing her tight ass.Pouring her a glass of white wine I finished the marinade I was preparing for the salmon. Crushed ginger, garlic, soy sauce, dry sherry and just a little honey covered the filets. As I turned from putting the fish in the refrigerator Sally reached up the leg of the loose gym shorts I was wearing, grasped my penis and led me toward the bedroom.“Come on big boy,. He looked at Patrick for a minute and asked, "Would you like to see a deer?" Sure," Patrick answered thinking that they were going to have to go somewhere and wait for some deer to walk past.William turned to face the land and shouted, "I am Talks with Animals. I promise to leave some cracked corn for any deer that chooses to talk with me."Patrick turned to Dale and asked, "Why is he speaking that language?" It is the language of the First People. It is the language that all animals know," Dale.