Then I turned the camera toward Mom and took a picture of her. She smiled and got on the other side of the bed so that she was in the picture with Dad...and his three girls.Mom grabbed the girl’s clothes and went to my bedroom. She had me scan their identification and then she put them back and returned their clothes to her bedroom.Shortly we were back in bed and sound asleep.In the morning I woke up with Mom stroking my morning wood. She whispered, “Good morning lover. The others are still. Ibby had, in the meantime, been whipped from all sides 21 times. Her whole body was on fire. She felt one with the pain. Her body was covered in welts, blue and green. She had screamed so much, her voice was gone. She was just sobbing quietly as Carl was unshackling her and leading her to the punishment horse, where he bid her lay down on her back. He then secured her legs to the beams next to her head, so that she ended up spread most uncomfortably. Mr. Barton stood next to her. “I suggest. He told them about his newfound interest in and respect for Islam, all thanks to a mysterious Muslim woman who talked him out of killing himself in a moment of weakness. When I saw him standing up front with the brothers, giving testimony, I almost pissed myself. What the fuck? After prayers concluded, I waited outside the Masjid, and confronted Jean-Baptiste. Crazy man what are you doing here? I asked him. Oh my God it’s you, he said, grinning from ear to ear. Yes this is where I pray, I said. I wasn't sure what Mistress Lisahad intended me to do with my hair. She had left me two hairbands so I used them to putit in bunches, one on each side of my head.Next I put on the blouse. It was very heavy satin, sort of midway between a blouse and a light jacket if you know what I mean, it was made of scarlet satin but designed like a denim jacket. It was fitted and cropped so my midriff showed. The top button barely covered my bra and the tops of my breasts showed. I slid my feet into the.