"Last time I went camping was when I was twelve, in Boy Scouts. I hated it so much, I quit Scouting right afterwards." Then, there was the golf stuff.... Tees, golf balls, and other small accessories." Well, golf is right down there with camping on my list of things I'm not into." Don't I know that," snickered my wife, shifting slightly in my arms. "Anyway, I tried telling all of that to the police. In fact, I really gave them hell about it, several times. You wouldn't believe how rude and. You should have seen them when they first got here, I think it was worse than when you introduced me that first time! He barged in the door, already pissed off, looked around, and went ballistic. I thought he was going to kill her!’ Stacey was an indifferent housekeeper, but a quick glance around didn’t suggest anything worth getting worked up over. The candles cluttering every horizontal surface made the apartment look smaller than it was, but it was homey. I knew there were paint spots on the. "You will be forgiven." I had no words for my gratitude. I closed my eyes, andsighed, relaxing. My back ached as if the stallion had trampled it. "Soon," he added, and the flogger lashed forthagain. I hung in my bonds when he was done. Perspiration streameddown my forehead, and he cut my babbled apologies short with a kiss. Thricehe had left me, and returned. Thrice the lash had writhed over my skin, andI was sorry. Oh, I was sorry for it. "Come," he said gently, freeing me from. And then again, I guess that still hadn't changed because there I sat being totally stood up. My cock was bulging in my jeans so I did the only thing I could and get right back on those dirty apps and start cruising hard for a back-up. I started up a chat with this guy that I had talked to before. This 6'4" "straight" hockey player. He never really wanted to do much more than just jerking a guy off since he was just "curious," but tonight he was singing a different tune. "I'd really like to.