She even managed to feign a trip to the restroom to get the privacy to do it properly."Sir, I'm just finishing dinner now, and we are going to run and...catch the plane in just a few moments," she told him."Good girl Shelly, I love you. Be sure to call me when you wake up, and sleep well," he had smiled at the phone when he heard her voice. He had been missing her next to his body at night, the naked heat keeping him relaxed and at ease in his slumber. It had never been this long since he had. Her soft skin ripped from her back in a 12 inch long strip, blood oozing out of the wound."aaaaaaaaaaoooooooowwwwwwwwwwhhhhhhhhhhh please no more" begged Mariah, knowing now that the pain from the whip was far worse than the nails. She had managed to stop the whip pushing her too far forward and thus her hands didnt seem to hurt too much, or was it just that everything paled in comparison to the pain of the whip. Mariah didnt know the length of time between lashes. She look over at Jenny just. You get the picture.I struggled to get my left hand free to turn off the alarm. Jill groaned and did some wiggle thing with her ass that planted me deeper as she pulled my hand in tighter. My right arm was under her and I could tell it was asleep. I was trapped and was going to have to come up with some super human way to escape.I saw Bozo looking at me and I got an idea. I stuck my tongue in her ear.That woke her up. Somehow, it affected her the way dropping an ice cube down her back would. “That guitarist, he’s not who I expected to show up for this gig. He’s a good musician, but we kind of had a thing for a while.”“Did it end badly?” Arwen had fallen into step with her.“It didn’t really officially end ... or officially start for that matter,” muttered Tiffany. “God, he’s probably going to want to sleep with me again.”“And you don’t want to?” Arwen asked.“No. The sad thing is that I do,” said Tiffany. “Fuck my life.”At that point, the two groups met at a T in the hallway. Tiffany.