The men were shooting up a storm and Numchucks was working back and forth between the two groups retrieving each and every bird. If one group got a D...uck and called Numchucks. Chucks would run over to that group and await the signal or pointing finger then head that way and then back to the other group. If there was any confusion, it was that Numchucks didn’t know who to take the bird to. When this happened he would bring it straight to me. Give it to me and run after another as if to say here. I had set up the cams tocapture the action two ways.“Dad, go ahead, please Dad.” I reached down to my pants and took my belt off.Kelsy could hear the belt as I took it off my pants.“Dad, Please, NOT the Belt.”“Dad, don’t, I’ll be good, I promise.”I double the belt over and whooshed it around. Kelsey flinched. I whacked her buttSoftly, maybe 1/3 force. I could sense the relief as she grunted slightly. I did againeasily. With relief Kelsey urged me on. “Ok, Dad, lets do it.”Without warning. “Actually, I’m a tax lawyer, I only fight fires a few days a year, but you probably wouldn’t have let a lawyer examine your injured ankle!” The ice and the drink worked like a dream and the pain in my ankle quickly subsided. The sun was hot and I felt like an early afternoon siesta. I thanked Tom again and started gathering up my things to return to my room at the resort. “Need any help?”, Tom asked. “No, that OK, I’m think I’m cured”. “It’s no problem, I was just about to go up as well.” “I. Inhaled the first drag with a deep sigh. She wore a white tank top that didn’t cover her belly. She had picked it out of her almost clean pile in the laundry hamper the night before to wear to the keg party at the creek after the football game. The Mermentau Tigers were playing the Lake Arthur Wildcats, and she was leading the cheer for Mermentau. They were 12-1 this year, and she planned to inspire the boys on the team all the way to the championship, if she had to go running naked down.