My nipples were painfully hardand they showed through the shirt obscenely. I felt like I had a tinylittle set of tits, but right now nothing surprise... me. The feel of theshirt against them was a bit arousing, though.I found my keys and got in my car. Had to adjust the driver's seat; Iwas a little too far away from the wheel. I couldn't be bothered withthat right now- I was on a mission. Sam's apartment was just twominutes away, and when I rang the bell at first I thought no one washome. . Let me sign the papers, and we can have her served on Friday when she comes off the plane. I would also like to have her given a note."I had written this note before I left work. I handed it to Marge, and she asked, "Is it alright if I read it?" Sure."Janice,If you must come home because none of your lovers will put you up for a while, then know that your place is now is the spare room. I have taken the liberty to move all your things in there and the adjoining bathroom. You have two weeks to. "You would be well served to be sociable with me lady, you have a lot to lose." Nora reached and took a cigarette. He lit their cigarettes and looked at her approvingly as she drew deeply and exhaled a long plume of smoke into the air. With a wave of his hand the whipping began. A long black whip was uncoiled and one of the policemen walked behind the girl. He took off his shirt showing a well muscled body and dark skin. He drew his arm back and the whip snaked forward striking the girl across. We were usually in the Bend It four or five nights a week, depending, so we were readily known by the regulars and of course Ray, the bartender.We said high to a half dozen people we knew and nodded to some we had seen before. We stood at the bar drinking our beers. Jim was talking to Ray about some redhead who had been in last week and I was looking around the room.The Bend It was your typical neighborhood gin mill. It had a long bar with stools. There were maybe ten tables and two or three of.