A searing white hot pain slashed through me and I cried out in agony.`You are.....',shouted the Captain as she brought the whip back down across my bu...tocks. `......a despicable, lying,.....', she yelled over my screams and brought the whip down for a third time.`......nasty little shit who I should have......', the Captain barked as the whip hit my buttocks for a fourth time, harder than it had done before. `.....chucked overboard when we found you'. She brought the whip down even harder for a. Grinding his teeth against the pain, Alex gave a final heave, but a rock gave way beneath his boot just as a solid wall of muddy water careened around the bend above him, sweeping tons of rock and debris before it. His broken ribs screamed in agony, but it was not in Alex's nature to quit. With one last effort, he threw his tortured frame over the lip of the gully, feeling consciousness slip away as the raging flood thundered past like a freight train, its muddy death only inches from his. Une ?me faible comme celle de Marc seretrouvait, elle, totalement sous le son joug. Amandine n'?tait pas unevulgaire bimbo blonde; c'?tait une jeune femme au charme ravageur quicompl?tait un physique parfait. Nulle d'imperfection en effet. Ses longscheveux lisses de couleur miel, ses yeux bleus saphir, sa peau au graind?licat hal?e avec bienveillance par le moindre rayon de soleil, sonm?tre 75 de mannequin, son sourire ? fondre la banquise, sa gr?ce etson ?l?gance naturelles, tout faisait. We waved and exchanged niceties with the two couples, chatting about the beautiful scenery as we hauled our lunches and assorted gear to the other end of the small beach. As we walked back and forth, I noticed the two men glancing at my mother’s figure, though she was easily ten to twelve years older than them. Clearly, it wasn’t lost on either of them that Mom wasn’t wearing a bra under her long t-shirt. One of the women caught the men looking and scowled, particularly at one who must have.