”“Awesome! So, what should we do now?”“Let's go back to the house and see what our moms are doing.” Leila said.“Sure, why not. But as soon...as we recover, we'll do it again right?”Leila had a pretty good idea of what was going on with her mother and her aunt. It was time to show David the real reason for their visit.The house was completely silent and David thought it was a bit unusual, since his mother was not a particularly quiet person. They stood right outside Susan's bedroom, ready to go. I thank her for her time and for taking the time to call me back.I tell Fred about the conversation that I just had with Special Agent Wade. He agrees with me that the boys need to be paid properly. We finish up our soda and head to the house.The drive home was quite easy as the traffic was very light. When we reached the gates, Fred as usual poked the necessary buttons to get us inside the two gates and into the courtyard. He pulled the town car into one of the garages. He parked the car and. ‘Tomorrow night then?’ he asked ‘What’s on tomorrow night?’ ‘Dinner at a club where there is dancing.’ ‘Isn’t there someone else?’ ‘I’m not running with anyone at present, but I guess you have noticed the slight possessiveness in my photographer Macie – but it’s just a cozy side arrangement and she’s married. There’s a vacancy if you’re interested.’ ‘I’m interested.’ ‘I know where you live, I call at nine.’ ‘Right, see you tomorrow, big boy.’ ‘Big boy?’ ‘You know what I’m talking about,’ Sierra. Yet still she could not make herself do it.Swiftly Miss Judith unhooked the single thonged strap which always hung ready from her belt. It was two feet of supple leather, two inches wide and a quarter of an inch thick... and it cracked down viciously across the upper part of the front of Julia’s thighs.The girl uttered a startled yelp of pain and clasped at the burning welt across her flesh.„I said behind your back!“ rasped Miss Judith, laying the strap on a little lower down the thighs.Another.