Survivable maybe, not safe.”Aggie took a deep breath. “Well, okay, I’ll give you that. But look at what we know. Over half the food bins we’ve...checked here show clear signs of depletion. And the exterior door has one of those damn locks with the one-minute delay. They were hereFatima, I know they were, and they were trapped.”Fatimasighed. “All right. For the moment, I’ll concede the point.”“And do you also agree they left through the basement trapdoor?”“Yes. I trust your exploration of the. God, I thought as Jane stood there waiting to feel the sting of the cane, how I have missed her. My mind wandered back ten years when Jane had stood on the stage while Miss Artur gave Jane her first-ever caning in front of her mummy and teammates. I remembered my gorgeous Jane crying with tears pouring down her cheeks as she shook with fear, begging her mum to help as the stinging overwhelmed her.Her mum had sobbed while remembering how painful her schoolgirl thrashings had been. Then, one. "Tell me this is not that loopy bitch with the cock-sucking whore game."I stared at her, frozen into immobility."The what?" I finally gasped."That nut case you told me about who wanted you to spank her and slap her and call her a cock-sucking whore," Lynn said. "I thought you told me you were going to break up with her." Uh, well, I didn't," I said. "Until last week, anyway. So I, uh, told you about this?" Yes, don't you remember?" Lynn asked. "You said it was disgusting. You couldn't believe. I want to eye those big tits."Doing as told, Patty unhooked the bra strap, letting her DD-size tits come spilling out to sag slightly. Flipping her bra to the floor, my wife compliantly stood in place for the Negro's inspection.Staring at my wife's naked chest, Ray reached up and slapped one of Patty's heavy hanging tits, sending the soft white orb colliding into her other breast. Leaning back to lounge on the couch, the thin muscular black sucked at his beer, critically appraising my wife with.