Again, he tapped several times, building the suspense before bringing it cracking down to give me a matching stripe on the other buttock. “Aaaaaahh...hhhh!” I shrieked. It took me a longer moment to catch my breath between sobs this time, the tears already running freely down my cheeks. My bottom felt like it was on fire, each buttock where he’d whipped me was already searing beyond anything I could have possibly imagined. “T-two”, I gulped. “Th-thank you…sir… … please… may I have another?” I. I was the last to depart of the Morton group.The baggage men were already unloading our bags. It only took a few minutes to get 75 bags out of the baggage compartment. It was going to take a lot longer to navigate through the maze of reporters and on lookers and then there was customs to deal with.I quickly brushed off the reporters’ questions as the pilot put my bags on the G5. Andy was not going, he had other things to deal with that were as important.The 747 was taxiing to take off as I was. "Just try to keep your fun to public places with good security. We are here to see that you all go home safe and sound. So if there are no more questions we will get to the public auction of body guards. Lets start with the girl with the long blond hair." I said."I'm Kay," she said."Okay Kay I probably won't remember your name. That does not mean that you are not important to me. That goes for all of you. So Kay pick your body guard, and your roommate." She picked the Brit Chick.It continued. "Nobody can hurt you now that you've chosen the Goddess path." She often jumped to his defense these days, it was through her help that Danny was able to find himself. He was certainly in awe of her witchy brand of occult firepower, it was as if his innermost mind needed to drink up her suggestions like a rain shower over dry ground. Running on pure instinct, Danny begins to retreat, kicking off his most uncomfortable Doc Marten boots. A smelly and bothersome load upon his feet, those.