Her mind became focused as his sharp command to “COUNT” rang round the big kitchen. And count she did, clearly at first after each ringing slap,...her arse becoming red, warm and more painful and with each resounding splat her voice lost its ring. By 20 she was beginning to falter, at 25 small tears formed, “Thirty,” gasp “thirty one, thirty two,” would they never stop, “thirty three,” then a pause before the final heavier last slap, “thirty four thank you sir,” Red faced she stood as he. " She turned back and stared evenly into Tim's eyes. "You _know_ 'Luck' is the only boat that can beat him." She glanced at the other two and watched them lower their gazes.He looked down again, shaking his head. "I may be crazy, but if this is the only way..."Michelle smiled. "Thanks, Tim." She glanced at the other two. "What about you two? You in or not?"Harry glanced at Tim, then at Lewis, and finally at Michelle. "We've sailed together for as long as I can remember. I'm in." He. "You must definitely still be drunk if you think this is how it shouldbe, and this is not the way it's going to happen. I want it to bespecial and emotional, and we've got so much more work to do if we'rebeing honest with ourselves." But Kayla... Kayla," said Alex, shaking his head. "Oh shit, move!"!Alex raced past Kayla now into her bathroom, crashing into the doorwayas he staggered. He barely made it in and flipped open the bowl,empting out his guts puking.It took two or three flushes until. He finally stopped the car near a farmhouse. He told me that this farmhouse gifted to him by his father in his 17th birthday, and since then I was the fourth woman who was going to spend night with him in this farmhouse.What? But you told for just a short drive I asked him and he moved his car inside the farmhouse, smiled at me. He parked the car, got down of if, and opened the door of my side and humbly gesture to me to get down. Then he entered into the farmhouse, and I followed him, as if I.