I couldn't help but smile. Miss Maggie had awoken something inside of me that afternoon when she caned Betty's sweet ass. I said I'll teach em a lesso... or two. Miss Maggie smiled and said Careful, You may just be the one to learn something today.as I moved closer I found that I recognized two of the bound ladies asses. One was my Sweet mothers, and the other I had seen earlier that afternoon. It was Betty! the other two I couldn't quite make out. Miss Maggie took a riding crop from its place on. In many ways this new thing called technology exceeded magic in ways he had never imagined until now.At one time there had been a Temple base on the moon the evil High Priest remembered. Maybe it was time to check if it was still there. There might come a time he needed it he reasoned.Pandora; What Doesn’t Kill You Makes You StrongerNOTE TO; Doctor Alister McClaireBelow are excerpts from partial notes and pages recovered from a suspicious building fire in Bolder, Colorado, February 23, 2019.. "May I help you?" Maddie asked.And the unmistakable voice. "I'm Donna Smith. I'm looking for my daughter Cindy."Feelings going up and down in me. I knew Mom was a spectrum. I knew her in her slutty mode, on the prowl. And I knew that she could comport herself decently as well. I rounded the corner hoping against hope.Mom. At her best. Understated dress that didn't show either cleavage or tattoos. Hose. Shoes with modest heels. Her hair was neat, conservative, and pretty close to the auburn that. But no, he’d told her to stay put, implying that they had unfinished business. Well, she wasn’t going to stay here, cowering in this dark aisle, for one second longer. She was taking control of this situation right now. Squaring her shoulders, she took three determined steps out into the store—and was promptly caught by the arm. Jesus, how did he just come out of nowhere like that? Marie thought wildly as the store owner, who now seemed bigger and even more enigmatic in the dim light,.