He smelled of leather and, well, dirt, an earthy, masculine smell. He did not paw me as men try to do in bars. When he finally touched me, he rested h...is hand on my thigh. It felt warm and natural there.Finally, he said, "Let's go out to my ranch."Ah, the come on line. I have heard a million but it is always interesting to hear another. And, the answer often determines if I spend the night with a guy or let him drop."What do you have in mind?" I asked."You are beautiful little filly," he. " Certainly, Mrs Blunstone," said Duncan before pulling down Brenda's trousers and knickers and encouraging her to step out of them."Bend over that table," Carol ordered Brenda as she pointed with the cane and, showing just a little reluctance, Brenda did so.Carol and Duncan looked at Brenda's rounded bottom before Carol moved behind her and tapped the cane against her cheeks before raising it and bringing it down hard and fast. CRACK! Duncan almost came in his boxers as Brenda exclaimed,. And I’ve come back to get what belongs to me,” Lynesse persisted, still a bit shaken that Ser Jorah didn’t just fall at her feet in gratitude for getting her back.“No, I’m not yours anymore ... and you’re not mine. You ceased to be mine and I ceased to be yours when you deserted me for that Lysene ponce, what was his name again? Probably some perfumed pimp from a pleasure house. I have nothing against whores, but I am now against slavers, at the risk of being a hypocrite about that. I only sold. The Hatfield girls were on the site providing food, drink and a little bit of extra incentive to the men laboring all through the light of day to erect the symbol of their congregation’s desire to serve the Lord. In addition to the original related females that numbered ten, they had recruited fourteen young attractive women with a spirit of the Lord in their souls and the fire of love-driven lust in their loins. These two dozen women formed the core of the visitation business that had expanded.