Soon the two of them were standing side by side while Mr Maxwell gave "little Carol" a severe telling off, then had her bend over his desk, and told "...addy" to take "his daughter's" panties down, and then stand watching while Mr Maxwell gave her an eight stroke caning. Then Mr Maxwell had David remove her panties completely and Carol was sent outside to wait in the hall, "hands on your head, girl," while Mr Maxwell had words with "her dad".David emerged five minutes later looking pale, and told. But looking into her eyes, I suddenly realized that that was what I was, an animal for raping her like I did.I tried to regroup by saying, “Okay, let me say this; the use of the word “fuck” tells me that you don’t have regard for the act of making love to someone. You don’t “fuck” someone you like or love, you share in the experience of making love to that person.”“Whatever,” she said in an indifferent sort of way. “I would let you do whatever you wanted to me, that’s all I’m saying.”I’m not. “I already know. You were Jason before. I worked with you for a few days at that other store. We didn’t actually work together, but I did see you, and well, I overheard you talking on the phone about this whole thing. I didn’t believe it at first, then a new girl shows up at my store, but has the same features as you. Even then, I wasn’t sure I could believe it, so I went over and talked to you when I could. Since you were so terrible at being a girl, I knew it had to be you.”“You knew?” I. “Oh Judy, thanks so much for sharing! This is a fun evening.”“No need to share. I brought plenty of wine!”Judy began to laugh uncontrollably. “She not talking about the wine. She talking about you! Now lets get two of those bottles open. Chardonnay for Nan. White Zen for you and me.” I took this opportunity to excuse myself. I grabbed my kit bag and headed to the bathroom. I could tell that this evening wasn’t over yet and that it would most likely be physically draining, so to speak. .