And nice seeing you again Jan, I guess you are keeping this guy out of trouble?”She grinned, and kissed my cheek. “Well, I am doing my best, and s...o is Crystal.”“Crystal?” I asked, trying to think if I knew a Crystal, and what she would have to do with anything.I saw Keith reach into his pocket and pull out his wallet, and pull something out and hand it to me. And I noticed the ring on his left hand as he handed me a picture of a cute girl, about six months old. “This is Crystal, she is nine. I'm going to get a vibrator."She did just that. Burying it inside her pussy, she worked on my ass.Whack... Whack.We both moaned. She held one hand at her panties as she whipped. Thestretched skins really made them even more sensitive to each contact.The pain grew to where I could not resist moaning when a new blowcame."Another rule is that a slut is for fucking and not talking. Oneword. If I hear one word out of its mouth, slut comes back here for asession. Please give me the excuse. Oh. Maybe this is where Jess comes in? Wait... The table's warm and getting warmer. What the fuck? This is uncomfortably hot now. They're... They're going to cook me! I try to scream in terror, barely squealing through the metal ballgag. I move what muscles I can, but this is mostly my fingers and toes. I try to shift my weight, but nothing I do is of any use. My body is covered in sweat and my face is covered in tears. The table under my head isn't hot, but everything from the neck down. Her fantasy was getting a bit out of hand. But she’d have to try to supply some of the calendar/schedule to Patrick. She went back to an outline and an introduction for Dr. Garshin.OutlineIs a landscape constructed, construed, reflected? Do we think the landscape sketches of Breughel or Duerer or Rembrandt or Claude Lorrain; of Casper David Friedrich or J.M.W. Turner; of Cole or Bierstadt in America; or of the Group of Seven in Canada are real? Landscape views in art may be entirely imaginary,.