What I said as I opened the door was, "I really don't think it's appropriate for me to say anything about that, Amy." Oh, come on. I barely noticed an... of the guys looking at me tonight."Either she wasn't very observant, or the guys who had come to the party were complete idiots - or eunuchs. I stepped into the doorway and said, "I think you should go sleep it off, Amy."Before I could close the door, she swept in after me. "I'm not drunk. Come on. Yes, or no?"I know she was sending painfully. As she walked her pert breasts moved more than usual and she perambulated more slowly than she would on any other day. Clearly her intention was to tease more than usual. Her path as always went by my house. I was outside pruning some bushes for my father, wishing it was her burning bush that I was pruning the moment I noticed her approach. Why is it I thought that she seems to always be passing by when I am outside, or perhaps she comes by this way more often and I caught a glimpse of her. He tied me to a tree and flogged me all over. Deliciously painful, but I so love the warmth it gives my skin. He was enjoying Himself as well. I could feel him increase his tempo and his force. I could hear others screaming around me, no doubt in the spider web of chains, or the swinging nets, the lacing station, or suspended from a tree. I could hear a whip cracking and wished i could see the red marks. All of the external stimulation began to blur. I felt myself get closer and closer to. Don’t I know it.We left the dance floor after that song ended and went to the bar to get something to drink. She wasn’t 21 until June, but she ordered Champagne and no one questioned her. I got a bottle of water, still holding to the promise not to get drunk. I felt far more relaxed now, less like I needed a drink and more like celebrating.It didn’t take long until we were located. “Parents off the starboard bow,” I warned her. She turned and smiled at her parents.“Jane?!!?” her mother gaped at.