"It doesn't matter. YOU can pick someone." WHAT?!"Once more, she jerked, startled. She looked helplessly up at him, and for the first time, tears spra...ng into her eyes. She opened her mouth to comment further, but obviously couldn't.He couldn't think of anything to say for a long minute. "Alright, I HADN'T heard it all!" he muttered, just loud enough for her to hear. He looked imploringly at her. "You want to fall in love, but you don't care who you fall in love WITH?" I know it sounds crazy,". There she stopped and washed my right leg as far as the protective plastic, then back upward where she paused. I felt her hands begin to tremble as she hesitantly began to wash what she could reach of my ass. He leaned forward again to give her better access. She hesitated again before quickly washing between my muscular cheeks. I felt her hand leave my backside, and she murmured, “you… You should rinse off.” before she could move out of the way, i aimed the showerhead over my shoulder, rinsing. "Jane, why don't you get the stocks and the new flogger?" Should I be worried?" asked Genie."Yes."Rather than replying, Genie just grabbed a thin cushion, picked a spot out of the sun and knelt on it. Somehow, she didn't seem all that worried.Ari too was still very aroused, so Ken retrieved a thick towel from inside and set that down. He gave Jane some instructions and she went into the house while he placed Genie on her hands and knees and put her in the stocks. She groaned, feeling the metal. He was a likable man, but not always easy to get along with, because he wouldn’t abide those lacking his giant abilities, this included most of his coworkers, but not everybody. There was one person, who understood him completely and her name was Dottie O’Rourke. Dottie was the daughter of an old cowboy whose ranch was near the big government install- ation at Los Alamos. Dottie had grown up having it hard. Ranch life is tough on women and hell on horses, as the saying goes. Anyway, when Dottie.