" He shook his head as he remembered that night. "What a fuckin' waste of time and money she turned out to be. Couldn't even get a fucking handjob out...of her. What a cunt." So, she's your problem here?" What? Angelina? No, man, what gave you that idea? She just wouldn't give it up, that's all." So what's got you all fucked up tonight, then?" This conversation was getting irritating. I was fast losing what little sympathy I had started with toward Westy."Ah, it was that other shit from that. ?I?m gonna give it to yawith the strop an? then the cane, an? then, I?m gonnaput a couple rat-traps on your nipples and your balls?an? make ya scrub the floor with your teeth!? ?N-no please Miss Irma?? But thestrop landed again and again on Fogg?s defenselessbuttocks, bursting the blisters created by Ma?s old hairbrush. Fogg hid his face in his hands and cried like a little girl. Irmalaughed harshly. ??Roll over on the couch!? Sterlingrolled over so his buttocks were scraping the couch. He. It might takemore pressure to get you comfortable and relaxed. Willing to put upwith a little pain for best results?”Oriana flushed a bit and muttered in reply, “Sure, try me.”Obligingly his hands increased their therapeutic pressure, thumbsseeking out knots and tense areas. She sighed in thanks, and slippedonce more into appreciative silence and concentration. His hands wereevoking odd sensations from her body, ones she was intently enjoying. She imagined his fingertips. ‘Tim, so nice to meet you, again.’ Natalie said extending her hand, as she smiled while walking up to where I was standing. ‘The pleasure is all mine Natalie. Welcome to Pennsylvania. Do you have any luggage?’ I inquired while shaking hands and taking in the total package. Red hair flowing effortlessly down her neck around her shoulders as I remembered, fantastic legs clad in stockings with three inch yellow pumps. She still didn’t have a wedding ring. What did that say about my state of mind I.