She laid it all out on the bed. Shehad George strip for an inspection. Six months in prison had eliminatedhis spare tire, she estimated his waist me...surement couldn't have beenover 28 inches.The two of them stood there, Ellen dressed and George stark naked.George was terrified, Ellen needed to do something to relieve hisnervousness. She pulled George into her arms and held him. It took awhile but George finally gave in and relaxed. They both realized ifsomething went wrong this might well. For sure I was expecting more drama in the days to come, but so far, the problems had been minimal. The silent start hadn’t always been this way and the show had seen many more problems in the past. This led to an era where only younger girls were taken. Over the years, Leon had learned some tricks on how to make sure all resistance was lost soon using a combination of carrots and sticks. I was planning on mostly using sticks this year.I was woken up by Leon’s knocking on my door. I looked at. Despite- or maybe because of- his feebleattempt to sound positive, the tone of dad's voice still causes anawkward silence to fall over the room."Well, anyway," Grandpa Chris says. "As long as Ashley enjoys herbirthday weekend, that's the important thing, right?" Right," everyone replies, trying vainly to regain the celebratoryatmosphere that has been lost.Unsurprisingly, this attempt fails, and my grandparents depart shortlyafterward, bidding me and all four of my siblings goodbye with. Mobscene thrashed out on the stereo as Tanya continued my thrashing. By the sixth time, I couldn’t help the tears in my eyes. By the tenth, my breathing was interrupted with short sobs. The pain didn’t numb; it only increased with each snap.Kelly’s evil sister whipped me seventeen times, hard, before I collapsed. I thought she’d tell me to get back up for some more, but she put the whip away. One of Kelly’s stories about Patomia involved a slave being whipped thirty or forty times, and I.