"Let's play kick ball," someone else shouted.Two women came towards Craig. One attached a blindfold over his eyes. It was a good one; he could see ...nothing. The other woman cinched a cock-ring tightly around his balls. “Now,” another woman’s voice said. “Here are the rules. The slave stands naked in the center of the circle, with his hands behind his back. He is not allowed to defend himself in any way.”“Put your hands behind your back,” she ordered. When Craig obeyed, she spun him. Fleming, if you want to be involved. I understand that you and Charlie are estranged?’ Wow! There it was, staring me right in my face. The doctor was looking at me like he knew I didn’t have the guts to help Charlie. Dammit, I did! I would do this and bring our family back together. The thought scared me, really scared me but I knew I had to do it. It was the only hope for our family to be happy. With determination I replied to the doctor, ‘I’ll do what I need to. Can I see him now?’ Still. It reminded Lauren of her own childhood, relaxing in the sun, baking her developing body into a golden brown color for all the boys to gawk over. Olivia would have all the boys drooling over her soon enough with the way she was blossoming she figured. Wow, she's getting quite the body on her. I think it might be time to have that talk soon before some boy starts giving her ideas. "So what are your plans for the rest of the day sweetie?" You're looking at it mom. I don't have any plans other. With large enough wagons, we’ll have about six days of feed per wagon. We’ll probably need three wagons if we’re going to make any progress. That would be twenty, twenty-one days depending on how much grazing the mules can do. We’ll leave the pack saddles here, but the wagons will have to be large enough to hold all the gear the mules have been carrying. Either four feet wide, or we can extend them longer than twelve feet.”Corec frowned. “That’s only four mules per wagon. That’s not enough—the.