I could watch you like this for hours by distance, in my imagination or down the cable, but heaven forbid you put me in this position in the flesh. Y...u would need a dozen handcuffs to keep me from closing the distance between our lips.In my imagination time passes unchecked, I feel like this is all something special, just for me, until I look up to see your eyes. You’re watching me! You’re doing this deliberately, taunting and teasing me, knowing I can’t chase you up, not just because this. I had never seen or heard my Father mention whipping my mother before. Yet, the others told me that many men did whip their wives and daughters to keep them in line. Carmen told me a story about how she and her sister came to be at Canard’s tavern. They were living in Gascogne with Esmeralda’s husband. He maintained a remote farm in Tarn-et-Garonne.“Sabine and I were penniless after my husband was arrested for petty theft. I thought it best to live with my sister. My brother-in-law Matthew was. But, I did feel a bit sad for my dad who was alone.I knew they'd had an okay sex life. I often heard them fucking at night. I guess that was the only thing they had in common. These days Dad didn't get shit. He had told me about internet dating and how crappy it was. I had suggested he go into town and maybe go to a bar, but he said he didn't want to drink and drive. I figured he must masturbate as I did, which was cool, I guess. Poor guy had to do something.As I lay there thinking about my dad. His eyes immediately fell upon the glowing ball of lightthat was floating in front of him. The coin, which was still spinning aroundinside was just barely visible through the glow though it quickly seemed togrow even less visible. Suddenly the ball of light exploded into abrilliant flash and was gone, leaving no trace of either it or the coin. "Holy shit." Jeffrey whispered to himself, closing his eyes again andtrying to make sense of what had just happened. Then much to his.