I’d spent twenty minutes getting the little ties knotted. The three of us were escorting eight beautiful ladies to a gala opening tonight. I’d sho...n the boys pictures—fully clothed pictures, please—of all eight girls and let them choose which ones they wanted to escort. Each boy got two girls. Poor me. I’d be stuck with the other four.I wasn’t surprised that Lissa and Melody were the first chosen with a little dispute over who got whom. Allison won third place and was awarded to Damon who still. He was over six foot, wore black square framed glasses and his short dark hair was greying at the temples. Always kind and generous with his time, patience and knowledge. But the problem was he had a girlfriend. I’d seen her a couple of times at rehearsal. She was a pale and timid looking thing. She struck me as the kind of woman that got jealous easily. Once I was talking to him and she came and moved his arm around her, not wanting to be left out. She was there on that night, in the pub. Then the cane whipped in again, this time in rapid succession, came strokes, seven, eight and nine.She dropped the knickers which had been still grasped in her hand, as she let go of the seat for a second. She lifted each leg in turn but stayed bent over and gulped in air in between her cries of desperation.Mrs McDonald knew very well that she had caned hard and had never seen such self -control in a newcomer. Even her most hardened charges would barely have competed with this young and. When she was sleeping Mary or Isa took over in caring for him.In the meantime, Penelope trained Attia in the same swordplay, spear throwing, and archery as she did when she was Druses. Attia had inherited her mother's speed and agility. In fact Penelope believed that her daughter was better than she ever was. She enjoyed the exercise even though Penelope was slowing down with age. Many times Attia had tricked her by going one way then pivoting and slapping her in the same manner her mother did.