What, she thought, was going on? And what was in that truck?There was no sign that the drivers were about to resolve their differences. Victoria climb...d out and was berating the two men.Taking her chance, Anch slipped around to the back of the truck and unfastened the door catch. As she pulled at the door it came open easily and a helpless, naked, girl half fell through the gap. Anch lowered the bound and gagged girl to the road. Hearing that the argument over the collision was subsiding, she. "Hi, what's your name baby?" she said.I was a bit bemused by this approach and it took me a while to realize she was a woman. She was about as tall as me, with deep brown eyes and short brown hair which she kept in a brushed up undercut style, giving her an androgynous look. Her ears were pierced and displayed a pair of hoop earrings each. She was wearing a dark green T-shirt and camouflage cargo pants, coupled with a pair of brown Doc Martens boots. I guessed her age to be in her mid to late. "And you're no good girl."I didn't hit her hard, just enough to warm and blush the skin; it is never fair to hit the young ladies in my courtroom exceedingly hard: that's up to their husbands or partners in the bedroom. In all my years as Judge, only three women had ever received the whip that hung on the wall, guaranteed to strike fear in even the most uncontrollable of women.She barely made a whimper: she knew that the twenty spanks of the hand would be easy for her to take. I struck her. Somehow old Caroline French had jumped ahead of him in that department. At Eastertime she had been about two inches taller than he was. He had refused to stand back to back with her after the church services despite Grandmother Axminister's repeated requests. He didn't want to feel her shoulders and rump against him, especially since she was some taller. Uncle Luke was a big man, and his sons were certainly tall enough, nearly six feet. Seth could not remember much about his father, and his.