. The rest of her reply was cut off by whoever was with her, reminding her that I was a child. When she resumed, it was a more controlled voice that s...oke. Even though she seemed to be speaking through clenched teeth."I am called Tabita," she said with a condescending tone, "by those who have earned the privilege to even say my name! You will tell me how you now possess his ring. And what happened to Don'rahall?" The one who wore this ring sacrificed his life so that many would live," I told. The drive to the airport and the flight to British Columbia were a blur to Dave. The whole day simply flew by and, when he finally landed in Vancouver, he was emotionally drained as he had beaten himself up once again for losing first Jennifer and now Jana as well. A chauffeur was waiting to drive him to the hotel. When Dave reached the hotel he went straight to his room and went to sleep. He had been sleeping for an hour when his phone rang. His mother asked, "When did you get in?" I got in a. He was a sturdy lad, the spit and image of his father, but gave me the impression he was a ‘mummy’s boy’ rather than the rapscallion his father had been at a similar age.The reason was not hard to determine. Jean-Woodrow was raised surrounded by adoring females, which is fine when a boy has passed puberty and can appreciate the many virtues of young, or even older, women, but not for a pre-pubescent lad. At that age a boy requires a masculine model to emulate, to learn how to conduct himself as. The woman answered in a clear voice “yes sir, I respect someone who keeps a promise.” He turned back to the lad, “Well ask her.” The lad called to her, “would you like me to whip your pussy 5 times after the master has finished with you mother?” To which she raised her head and in little looked steadily at him and in a little more than a whisper said “if it pleases my master to mark my body 50 times and to have you whip my soft pussy a further 5 then so be it, and I shall relish the pain for.