He tole me, too, to make sure EVER'BODY has some heavy guns. He sounded REAL serious." Rick, remembering what Sue had said that night at the hospital,... had an idea what they were going to hear. He looked at Pete. I think some chaps and leather gloves might be good to have, too. Or some leather pants." They finished the milking and turned the cattle out for the day. This would need to be done, again around 5:00 this evening. Pete lifted the lid on the cooler, and Rick dipped out a gallon, then. . . see. . . right there," she moaned. I snuggled real close to her, and began to kiss her gently as I slowly learned how to please her. After a minute of fumbling around, I managed to insert a finger into her. It was really tight where my finger went, and soft. And wet. And hot! Suddenly her tongue was dancing wildly in my mouth, I was rubbing her just right. I felt a little nub just above where I was sliding my finger in and out of her, my finger was brushing against it with each thrust. She. My heart thumped while I waited for Helen to unlock it. When it finally opened, my breathing stopped. I wanted to turn in fright, but I was frozen like a deer in the headlights. The huge room resembled a medieval torture chamber more than anything else, with stocks and ropes and iron rings and pulleys everywhere. To the side even stood a wooden horse like I had once seen at an old castle, only freshly polished and glistening in the dim light of the bulbs interspersed over the ceiling. Another. Just as he had done with the other models, Brad started calling out directions on where I should stand and how I should move - drop your chin a little, bring your shoulder up, no- left shoulder, good.I tried my best to follow his directions, but he became frustrated that I wasn't moving the way he wanted me to, so he started moving me himself. I should explain that I am short and on the small size while Brad is like 6'4" and well built. He did not have any trouble moving me into whatever.