Tara could see a look of contemplation, which held a hint of melancholy in Kyle’s expression as she watched him. “Who is she?”Kyle’s attention...was snapped back to his luncheon companion by her words. “Oh, no one special,” he said.She reached over and took his hands in hers, remembering to say “Ollie-Ollie-Oxen-Free”. He laughed and looked at her.“You’re thinking of Karen Mayes, aren’t you?” she asked.“Do you know Karen?”“I know of her,” Tara replied. “All the Sisters know about you and Karen. We’ve made it as kinky as we could ... I used to tell people that she was our granddaughter, come to live with us ... And as long as she didn’t speak everyone believed it, and we’d be taking her home and having her give us both oral sex ... Pretending she WAS our grand-daughter...”“We don’t have a grand-daughter, obviously...” Confirms Ken, “ ... But if we did, I’d want her to be just like this one!”Paola lets out a little snort of laughter, clearly getting the perverse silliness of it. Don't think about that. You come too quick because you love her so much but she loves you too. Don't ever forget that."Julie used a whip with supple leather straps and wet them in a bucket of iced water between strokes. The shock of each blow made him scream. It left red stripes one coalescing into another so by the time she’d finished his back was red and tender all over. She gave him a few extra stripes with the cane to top off the effect.She stood back to look at him then gave him another. It was because I made a decision a long time ago to not participate in any of the crap surrounding the holidays. It all makes me very uncomfortable, and the best way for me to deal with it is to just stay away from it as much as I can. If that puts me in the Ebenezer Scrooge category, then so be it!" I know. You have a right to your feelings and I have no right to try to force you to change them. I wish we could start over, but I don't suppose that's possible now, is it?"He shook his head. "I.