I give her the briefest time between strokes knowing the pain comes in two generally distinct waves as the nerves compress and alternately relax. He... face is buried in the ample comforter on the bed and I cannot see her reactions well, which bothers me. When I land a few heavy strokes along the top of her thighs she cries out and tries to pull her arms toward her but is stopped short by the restraint. I ease off in intensity for a moment striking her mostly with the flat end of the crop. His tan spoke of hard labor or active sports, his build certainly wasn’t used to being behind a desk all day long. I held out my hand. “I’m Valerie.” For a moment he only looked at me then quickly regained his thoughts. Blushing slightly he took my hand and pumped it three times, a sure strong hand shake. “My names Timothy Joans, my friends call me TJ.” His smile was nervous showing off a set of straight white teeth. I smiled in kind trying to easy his discomfort. One thing about new. Then suddenly says: Wanna watch?A sudden thrill ran in my veins as she said that. But I wasn’t sure what she meant so I asked: What? See what?Shobha bit her bottom lips and said: Rakesh and Me!Me: You and Rakesh? Please be specific before I think of something else.Shobha licks her bottom lips and said: Wanna see me with Rakesh? Wanna see how your brother fucks me?There I was clear of what she meant. Now it wasn’t just a thrill, but a wave of hot blood was rushing in my every single vein. A rush. "Isabel,you told me already about the night of June 11, but very little of the eventsthat occurred afterward and that can wait," Moira said over tea and fresh-bakedscones at Isabel's kitchen table. "But can I be frank? I haveto tell you, honestly, I've been thinking of getting a pair of chains likeyours to put a bit of spark in our 'you-know-what'. When I first saw youin your chains that afternoon in June, the day before I took your letter ofresignation to the mill, it made me feel a little.