And I loved it. My ass, legs, labia, and thighs all stung, and worse, from the flogging. Yet, I had checked in the mirror, and knew I had not been dam...ged, that, once again, James had hurt me without harming me. I felt cherished and safe.I found it ironic that I felt safety in pain, but for the first time in my life, I felt at home in my own skin. I had no need to hurt myself any more, and no longer felt any desire to do so, partly because Sir was hurting me much more carefully than I would. .., no..., I mean...!" Shirley stammered. Her sister smiled. "What you need is a girlfriend of your own." She laughed. "Yeah, right! I'll just call up a few of my friends and see if one of them is open to a little lesbian loving." "Maybe I could help," Geraldine tentatively suggested. "You? How?" Instead of answering, her older sister tilted her chin upwards and kissed her softly on the lips. Shirley drew back almost instantly. "What are you doing?" she cried, with a horrified expression.. I rented a room from this older lady named Samantha. She was nice and sweet. Blonde, tall, somewhat big, and you could tell from her look she was in her late 50's or even early 60's. That being said, she was quite an attractive BBW, older as she was, though I didn't give a second thought at the time. The flat was close enough to the beach which was great. I spent a lot of time there, and seeing the sights. I looked up a friend from my first tour, so I wasn't bored hanging out on my own.Samantha. Susan came in with Nova and looked at the child."I am going to look some more. I know he won't wake up soon, but have someone stay here just in case."Susan said, "I will stay. You go and finish up."The room in the basement proved to have a cut out wall, that had hidden professional quality cameras behind them. I could see now how some sick pervert would buy this type of... I had no name for it. This was evidence and I did not want to disturb any of it.When I compared the house above to the.