.' The Venerable Dominicus wrote of how he had the boy brought to the dungeon of the Monastery,there the boy was stripped naked and tied face down ov...er an old wooden whipping bench with his legs spread wide.The Venerable Dominicus described in great detail how he whipped the boy's 'bare,firm buttocks....,' and watched as the 'boy's white buttocks began to turn red,how his cries of pain filled my ears and reverberated around the chamber,he struggled,he profaned and then succumbing,he began to. She said it had something to do with drag coefficients, the length of the waterline, and the type and angle of the dagger board we were using in place of a permanent keel.I knew that Marcia and I felt a sexual resonance with each other. She’d seen me making love to each of the other women over the course of the past few months. There was no secret that I wasn’t monogamous or exclusive with any of them, or that they were with me. On the other hand, she’d observed the large amount of love we. He was still wearing only the "G" string which was covering less and less of him as we swung around the floor. As we danced he ground himself into me while the other girls hooted. Getting into the swing of it I ground back by grabbing his ass and pulling him into me.We danced like that for quite a few minutes. It was apparent that the wine was being felt by everyone. I was aroused, he was aroused, Joan was asleep on the couch and Lisa had taken off all her clothes except for her bra and panties. He felt something else. It could only be described as a patient longing."Don't worry too much about Melinda," Jason said. "She means well."Richie snorted but otherwise did not comment."Anyway, I guess I better get to class. We should meet after Heather's class so we can check if she's okay." Yeah, sure thing, man. Oh, wait, um ... I wanna ask you something. You know what 'Presence' is? Not like Christmas presents, the other word." Presence? You mean the word itself?" Nah, I know what the word.