You know the rules." If I'm going anywhere but Sarah's I'll call to let you know," she said. "If the weather gets bad I'll be home early. Am I forgett...ng anything?"It was a routine we went through every time she went somewhere: the Curfew Try, the Negotiation and the Recitation of Rules (yes, we had done it so often that the stages had their own names in my mind)."Just one thing," I said as I pointed to my cheek. She gave me the requisite kiss and I told what I always tell her. "Have fun. I. Flying armed into their airspace gives them the chance to say they shot me down because of it. Once airborne, I will find out if they are as stupid as those three cops that shot at me.”He checked the flight suit for proper fit and then made some adjustments before telling me I was all set to go. The car is here to give him a ride back from whence he came.Inside the jet, I found that I already knew what every button, screen, dial, gauge, and switch worked. In less than a minute, I was airborne.. After half a dozen swats, I turned the board over and the rough side made contact with her now reddened cheeks. The sound changed to a heavier, thudding sound. At the first blow from the roughened wood, Julia’s eyes opened wide and she raised herself on stiff arms. 'Aaah! Jesus!’ was all she said as she endured. She started to writhe, tilting her hips away from the punishing blows. After about half a dozen hard swats, she gasped out a plea.‘No more. Fuck me.’ A solid clunk as the board dropped. She put her name tag into herlocker and took out her jacket when someone cleared his throat behindher.She turned to find Allen sitting in a chair."Were you there all along?" she asked him.Allen nodded, then stood up and went to the door. He locked it andturned back to her smiling."Here," he said.Cynthia's eyes went wide and her chest caved with a feeling ofexhilaration. "Now?"He nodded.She went to him and embraced him. He leaned down to kiss her. He thenworked on getting her shirt off as she.