It was a Monday like any other Monday, but this Monday was special. It was Sewards day. Just to refresh your memories, Sewards day is celebrated (in A...aska anyway) for the purchase of Alaska from those Godless commies bastards, the Russians. Trust me when I say they are kicking themselves for letting it go so cheap. In Alaska it is widely celebrated mostly by those gubment workers who don't do anything anyway, so I don't understand why they need another day to do nothing. But I digress. After. That's when she noticed that the once-white, ankle-length skirt she wore was torn from hem to waist along one thigh. She shrugged and turned back to her drink.A movement in the mirror caught her attention. Someone was helping Sam from the floor, setting her in a chair. Draining her glass, Devi turned around to face her former best friend."You broke my nose, you bitch!" the woman screamed from across the room.Devi smiled at her, a chilly grimace belying the burning hatred that had settled in her. That realization sent a new shudder through him and he cringed at thesight the largest plug.He turned away and closed his eyes to the sight, willing himself to staycalm and quiet. And then a new curiosity came over him. He reached outtentatively to the lid of the the small case next to the pink plugs.With trembling fingers, he gingerly lifted the lid and his painted lipsformed silent circle of surprise as he peeked inside. Nestled in neatcut-outs were a number of other toys--dildos in pink. I’ll be ready in a few minutes.”On the table was the paddle. Jane probably thought that I would be late, again. So I went into her living room and sat on the couch. The minutes went by, and after a while, I went over to the table and picked up the paddle. Our date was suppose to start at 7 PM, and now it was 7:20. Jane finally came out of her bedroom. She had on a really short mini-skirt, and she looked fabulous. “I’m sorry it took me so long, I wanted to make sure my make-up was just.