You left me, but my heart never did leave you, I thought, but to say those words would start my tears. Why were you here? As if you read my mind, ?I m...issed you, but this,? you motioned your hand around my trashed apartment, ?was not what I was expecting.? You started to walk around me, ?Up,? I Stood; your hands gently lifted my chin. ?Will you listen? No more disobeying?? I started to treble with anticipation, ?yes, Master.? Your lips went closer to mine; I puckered my lips to receive your. You are the one giving her what she needs. She needs to show appreciation for her opportunity to serve and learn. You can also ask her why is she being punished? Why does it have to be like this and why can’t it be easier. You can ask about her shortcomings. Why is she a liar? Why is she a sneaky thief? You can ask what she would do differently,” Betty gave me some suggestions and told me to use real examples.“What if I don’t’ like her answers?” I asked.“What If you don’t like them or what if. So when he came home to tell me the Ranch kicked out my brother and compatriot because some twink who posed as the Pen's fuckpig, I made some calls." At this point, I was shaking, ironically, not because I was scared, because I wasn't due to the non threatening tone the leader emoted. I shook because when you are naked at the Ranch, you are fucking. I wasn't. So the cold got to me, which didn't calm my cock's energy level, nor did it fail to arouse my nipples, which were now hard as rocks, with. Everyone was excited by the idea of something new and modern in their neighborhood, instead of something old and broken in their lives. The public donation of land gave the neighbors not only something to talk about but also something to make them look forward to and feel good about, it was more than just a park, after all. It was a sign of change, a symbol of Christian spirit, and something they all needed to have happen to take them out of their doldrums. The park was something that would.