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I was beginning to think that maybe it was time to get out
of there, when he said to relax, what he had planed next would be easier, I promise that you will like it, he said. Mack
put his feet back up on the table and said that it would take about 15 minuits to recouperate. Ha I was thinking. Try a week in intensive care maybe.
startled me so badly that I fell out of the chair. Mack said
to lay back down again. This time I protesed that I was to
sore for anymore. Mack laughed and asked if I were wimping out. There went the damned ego again, so down I
went. Mack put his military combat boots on and laced them
up. He stood up and walked to me. Raising his boot he put it in front of my face telling me to take a good look, the soles had such heavy treads that they looked an inch thick.
I had just enough time to recognise this when he droped it
down on my face, I moved my head at the same time and
this caused his boot to land on the side of my head. He didn't stop to correct the mistake he just stepped down
My jaw felt like it was going to rip from the socket and
my ear was burning like it had a iron on it. Mack stepped
onto my chest and asked if I liked that. I shook my head
no , and he said good don't do that again. Mack started
trampling me like he was flattening some boxes, constant
and fast, making sure to hit every place that he could place
his boots. It seemed to be an eternity befor he quit. Stepping off he said that I need to catch my breath. I laid
there for about 2 or 3 minuits then he stepped onto my stomach very hard making a thud that sounded like someone hit a drum. He raised his other foot and did the
same with it, this started a fast, hard trampling, that I thought was going to break every bone in my body from
the legs up. When Mack finally stopped he was out of breath and I thought that I was going to black out. Mack
turned his feet the length of my body and making sure that
I felt his entire weigh from his heel to the toe of the boots
as he inched his way up to my head, then the face he stepped on it and stood there in the same fashion. working
the heel to toe on my face. Then he made a twisting action and stepped off saying enough for tonight. I stood up in the most terrible pain that I have ever felt, I knew that my nose
was bleeding (a little) and my face was brused and my body? Well it looked like a dirt road with blood stained tracks all over it.
the heeling was done and I found myself thinking about the
events of that night on a regular basis. I thought that I must
be going crazy. But would you believe that has been a number of years ago and I have never regreted the next time
I went to the same night club and low and behold GUESS WHO WAS THERE. We developed a great friendship and have replayed that evening in many different fashions that
I am having trouble remembering them all. We are best
friends today and I would probably never have known just
how much I LIKE LEARNING TO RESPECE MACKS
FOOT WARE.