Because you have information I need I will ask that you give it to me in exchange for a quick death as free of pain as I can make it.' Then he laughed...at you and said he'd cut your throat before you got anything from him and called you a whore and a bitch..." Seamus trailed off."Aye he called me all of that. Do you think that Rachel might take up killing as a hobby?" I worry about it."But you didn't ask her about how she felt about what happened did you?" No I was trying to understand why you. .............................................................After eating while walking back to the truck, Deb thought that this wasn't so bad. The showers where big and clean, and eating out every day would be a treat. Climbing into the truck, her dad pulled the curtain around the windows so that no one could see inside. And put their bags up. Scratching his head, he said that he guessed that they would just turn away while each other changed for bed. Then he said something that made her. It was a quilt her aunt made for her a few years back. It was thick and oh, so warm and comfortable. She was listening to her favorite Jimmy Reed album and imagining Jimmy was talking to her when he sang ‘but I’m a natural born lover, yea I’m a real good lover’. She imagined Jimmy as a big man with big strong hands, someone who could hold her and keep her warm and safe at night. She began to roll around on the blanket, flush with excitement. She held the blanket close to her, folding it over. You didn’t want to provoke them any further.“Your right” the familiar voice said, “But I think you need to break her in a little more”That’s when you felt the stinging sensation across your back. You arched but stayed still, you knew you couldn’t move. “I couldn’t agree more, she needs discipline, Sir.”Again, and again the whip fell; but you didn’t move. Your back arched as you silently weathered the abuse on all fours; quite like a dog indeed, you thought miserably to yourself.You were ashamed.