Theswitching sooncovered my swelling bottom and I was lost in a river of tears. Surelymy bottom was shredded.?Now Chloe to take your mind off Jack?s T...oubles?.Mr. Buchanan threw down the switch plunged his hand between my searedass cheeks and to my despair put a dollop of cream on and then insidemy bottom hole. I whined a complaint but a second session of theswitch made me most compliant as Mr. Buchanan prepared his erectmember to challenge the gate of Chloe?s privacy. Chloe knew itwouldn?t. "No. I thought the figures they gave on sales were the annual figures. It turns out that they were the quarterly figures."In a way, he should have realized that. The company had an international presence. Two million units of powered donuts spread out over fifty states and twelve months would represent sales of less than eight thousand boxes per state per week. That might sound like a lot, but it actually wasn't much. A state with a thousand stores would mean that a store only sold eight boxes. Sarette stared at her, confused. “Practicing what?”Treya opened her eyes and set her other foot down. “It’s difficult to explain, but I’m trying to find the right balance. Have you ever seen a circus contortionist? It’s something like that. The more I know my body, the more I can do with it.”“I’ve heard of a circus, but they don’t visit here. Where did you learn it?”“I’m a mystic of the Three Orders.”Sarette shook her head. “I don’t know what that is.”“The Orders take in orphan girls and teach. ” Tony shared.People started laughing. There they were, like the beans a column five wide by five long, four high.Tony called out the others and things came much faster, “Dehydrated Shredded Beef, Dehydrated Shredded Chicken, Dehydrated corn and peas and diced tomatoes. Corn Flour, again. 100 two-gallon containers of Corn Oil and 100 two-gallon containers of hot salsa. Twenty buckets of jalapeño peppers.”“Take buckets of each to the chef and ask him what else he wants,” Tony said.The man at the.