Well this morning I am going to have the giant cinnamon roll breakfast," I said. "That's start on the new 'fattening of Maxine' project." I said.The g...ant cinnamon roll breakfast was just that. One giant iced cinnamon roll with coffee and orange juice. The cake in Helen's cinnamon roll wasn't white or even white with a hint of yellow. The damn thing had so many eggs, and so much butter, it was absolutely the color of butter. The icing somehow was hard enough to be a candy all by itself. Helen. But I was set on attaining the level of others who worked out in his club."No, no! Concentrate!" he grumbled at me as I lifted dumbbells over my head. "Watch your form! Take more time if you need it! Concentrate! Mind and body together, my friend! Together!"I worked arduously. I kept thinking that I had less than two months in New York, less than sixty days to be more than I was when I left Memphis. I knew I had lost some baby fat and that the pimples I brought to New York were fading and I. Sally and I were tied in the strappado position, with our arms pointing up towards the ceiling. Our husbands made a race of it. They got behind us, grabbed our hips and hammered the shit out of our cunts. That was the end of the fun for the night. They took their belts off of their pants on the floor. They stood back and began whacking our cute asses. I loved to be spanked maybe twice a week. Sure, the first blows hurt and stung, but the initial pain fades to my mind's background, and my brain. .."My mum, Colonel, she has waited so long. Then to Piccadilly, hey?"Klink at the head of the table. Hogan to his right. The Russian to his left. They spoke about the times, tribulations that had bond them together in the war after the war to end all wars had ended. "Colonel Klink, dahling, what is your plight?" I will surrender upon the arrival of Allied forces whomever they should be. Colonel Hogan has offered to plead on my behalf and I have accepted his most generous offer."Chapter Four.She.