He was fucking her for sure.The more I listened the more obvious it had become. She had given in!.Ana was becoming more vocal moaning out loud, the sm...cks were now becoming louder every time, also her breathing.George laughed again: “Seems to be she is not missing you right now!"The Bull called George; as I could I hear Ana saying:"No please! I don't want to!" Then I heard another loud smack and moans.George got up and went into the bathroom. He came out holding a tube of Vaseline. He looked at. We just had sex. That's all. All this reasoning didn't help me feel better.A week passed. The pain was bearable. Most of the time, I stayed home. When the weather allowed, I was going out in the garden. Since I couldn't drive, my neighbors were so kind to do the shopping for me. Some of my colleagues came to see me. It was disturbing. They were asking too many questions. Moreover, they were gaping at the cast as if I was some kind of freak. One of them even said that I must not stay alone, and. I will of course proceed if you order me to do so.”“Narth, this is not a bad thing, it is what we call a conscience, and it tells us what is right and what is wrong above any laws or any rules. We humans can differentiate between good and evil, and this opens a whole can of worms on such subjects as ethics and religion.”“I am still at the beginning trying to understand all this, but I fail to see why opening a can of worms is of any significance to this discussion? I am certain we have no can. She took a deep breath and squeezed the trigger. The machine rumbled back to life. click-swish-THWACK!click-swish-THWACK! The spanks were coming twice as fast now, but just as hard as before. Claire's eyes and mouth flew wide open. Still, her thumb stayed planted firmly on the button. click-swish-THWACK!click-swish-THWACK! Her left hand turned the intensity knob up, but Claire wasn't watching. She didn't want to know. Her eyes welled up with tears. Her voice started to wrack with sobs..