' Diane said as she reached for the cane lying on the picnic table. 'How do you fancy being beaten with this?' she asked Wendy as she slipped the slim...bamboo slowly through her fingers.'Oh I wouldn't Miss, it looks awfully hard.''Well one stroke wouldn't hurt you, and it would be nice to try it.' Diane said cheerfully.'Oh no Miss, Please Miss, you wouldn't.' The girl looked pleadingly at Diane.'But you have already promised to do as you are told, haven't you?' Diane looked inquiringly at the. When the food is done I can tell every nerve in your body is on full sensitivity and craving my masculine love and abuse. I congratulate myself, only pay enough heed to subtly pull the back of your hair and kiss your neck and rub your nipples through your shirt before the waiter comes and I calmly order dessert. Just before it comes, I pull out a remote control and lay it on the table. I watch your face as it searches for meaning before I see your eyes dart mine with a look of begging. I can. Ten days have come and gone waiting to get the paperwork from the school to file with the state. We had some of the forms done but have to wait on others. Uncle Marty told me to run with it and that’s why I’m still here. I will have to open a small office but not in the city. Also, hire someone for the office that can help not just look pretty. My friend Rich has a sister that graduated last year as a C.P. A. and is having a hard time. She is very smart but not big office material; I need to. He held her up. A soft voice whispering in her ear. ‘Good girl. Come with me now. Walk with me.’ His warm breath tickled in her neck. He was dragging her along, she stumbled and found solid ground beneath her feet taking a few steps, then tripping again. He pushed her into the car. For a moment the rag disappeared from her face. Fresh air. Hoorah! Fresh air. Rachel panted, sucking in as much of the oxygen as she could. She was pushed into the passenger seat of a car. Gray leather soft and.