. you look so ... so lovely." He was able to get out."Oh, thank you," Christy replied. "You look pretty good yourself."They waved goodbye to Christy's...sister, and Ken took her hand as they walked down the path to his car. The car was one of the few indulgences he allowed himself; the BMW 318is was the favourite car that he had owned. Right now, looking at the beautiful woman he was taking out, he was glad he had a car that matched her.Christy was pleasantly surprised when Ken led her around to. She walked across the room towards her gift. But, there was nothing childlike about the feelings that stirred within the pit of her stomach. She hoped that the gift was what she’d longed for.Her fingers trembled when she took the envelope and turned it over in her hands, caressing the soft paper and really taking the time to savour the moment. Anticipation was the name of the game.She gently tore it open and pulled out the contents. It was a matching red card and inside was a voucher to go. She knows that she will receive the punishment paddle. As the first blow lands, tears sting her eyes. The last nine are very quick and leave her breathless. ‘You may rise now and place your hands on your head again. Turn and face me please.’ She closes her eyes tightly. ‘Open your eyes. I want to you to look at me as I remove the clamps.’ He walks forward and reaches for the clamps. Once again, tears sting her eyes as the clamps are removed. He bends his head and places gentle kisses. The maid came out and served us sizzling plates of Chateaubriand with Duchess potatoes and parsley'd butter, mushrooms and chateaubriand sauce. We were offered a red wine, which I declined. We dug in like trenchermen. I realized that I was starved, having not eaten since breakfast.Bill and I discussed Montreal and the possibility of him and Izzy coming up during the Jazz Festival. I told him that I would be delighted to host the two of them for the duration of their trip. Izzy smiled at me and.