"He came back carrying the box. "Anything else?"Aunt Emma piped up, "An 8 ounce bottle of water based lube."He went away and came back and asked, "Wi...l that be cash or charge?"He slipped the lube in a small sack and Aunt Emma put it in her purse.I pushed my credit card to him and he didn't even blink, just swiped itthrough the machine."This is kind of heavy. I'll get George to help you. George! Would youhelp the ladies with their package to their car? Thank you ma'am. Comeagain."George was. Thursday was worrying, but maybe she was telling him and dealing with the consequences. Friday was miserable. How could she leave me hanging like this?The weekend was the worst, too much free time. By Sunday night, I had thought every possible thought about the situation. I knew I had to put it behind me and get back to the way I had been before that unexpected phone call.It was two months later that I got the fancy envelope in the mail, her wedding announcement. She had written on it:“We were. But now I’m learning that it wasn’t the crime that was important – it’s what I’ve done since then that matters. I’m grateful that I had running to fall back on while I processed this. Running helps me stay strong physically and mentally, and it took a while, but I’m now even stronger than I was before I was raped. That four-hour ordeal that I suffered last October was horrible, but it was just something that happened to me. I didn’t choose to have that experience, but while it is now a part of. “Lay your body over my legs. Put your hands palm down on the floor and keep your feet touching the floor as well. When you have done that you will receive one minute worth of spanking for each ten minutes you kept me waiting!” I explain. “For the extra five minutes that I have just told you about you will receive one lash of my belt for each minute!” Shocked Rita shakes her head slightly and tears once again begin to run down her bright red cheeks. “Get over my knees now or get out and I will.