‘Just jeans and a t-shirt,’ he said incredulously. What did she mean she had never seen clothes like these before? Then it hit him. She was teasin... him. She’s playing the character of some nineteenth century lady. Wes laughed now. ‘I guess not what you’re used to,’ he said, playing along. He didn’t mind being teased, and if this pretty girl wanted to play some game with him, who was he to object? She shook her head and stepped back. ‘I’m sorry for yelling at you earlier,’ she said lightly,. “Fred, can you tell me please the condition of Grojan’s camp. Are there large predators hanging around their camp? Threefore was talking of big cats and cave bears. He also says that their people are slowly starving, can any of this be true?”“Bob, I do not know for certain, I will ask George to see if they can scan the area and see what is happening there. I have a limited ability as I am here and they have better range. I have asked George to look into it and the space craft is moving slightly. I want you to concentrate while I smack your bottom because once I’m finished with you, I’m going to ask you who spanks harder – Head Girl or myself – and we want an honest answer. Do you understand me?” She asked in her posh voice.Andrew simply nodded his head and closed his eyes, knowing that the punishment was going to hurt.“Slap!”Miss Thorressen brought her heavy right hand down across the man’s lower right bum cheek.As the pain registered, Claire’s boyfriend wriggled to try and escape. Her hand was stuck into the fold of the purse which concealed her pistol."What's the matter?"Samantha said, "Mike didn't reply to the text message I sent him."Mike Speer was the driver of the limousine. He had been brought out of retirement for that purpose. He was the best defensive and offensive driver in the Wache family line. Once a month he taught officers in the State Police how to handle their cars in high speed chases. Even the best driver couldn't keep up with him on the high speed.