Guess my brain and body don't need the place in my head to tell me to eat what I need to keep growing and building muscle."David if you are going to k...eep eating like this I think will need to cut back your afternoon activities," mom joked. "You drank half a gallon of milk with dinner along the food I was going to use to make your father's and my lunches for tomorrow."Dad teased, "Then it is good we spent all of that time talking with the families of the girls coming to visit David in the. "Please don't call her that, okay Deon? In fact, could you guys just not talk to her at all?" Todd said, tossing two chips into the center of the table. Deon held his hands up, palms out. "Hey, you're the man, I am your guest, or whatever... oh, that's 100 to you," he replied, signaling that he'd made a bet. Todd tossed, counted out some chips, then several more, raising him. I noticed that his last two bets were over half his remaining chips. "Raising me again, hmmm," Deon said playfully, as. With one hand he held both her wrists behind her back. With the other hand he expertly wound what appeared to be piano wire around them, eventually fashioning some kind of sailor’s knot.“Let me up!” the girl screamed. “Let me up! You can’t do this!”“Where did you learn to do that, Mark?” I asked.“This?” he asked, indicating the knot. “I picked that up from years of killing. I use fishing line used for sharks. It’s strong as hell. Also it’s painful, and I like that.”Satisfied with his handiwork,. The way that I was stretched out, made the head of my dick pop out of my fly. I was not doing it on purpose, and I don't think the girl was doing anything more than trying to win. On my next turn, I had just barely managed to move my left foot so that I did not fall. I saw the girl give me a smile when she saw my boner pushing out my pants before contorting wildly to move her hand. If the smell of her juices had not given me a boner, I would have gotten one from looking right at her pussy now.