Hard strokes please.”The canes were raised and descended four times with four loud swishes and four even louder thwacks. The women shrieked in pain....The noise in the room was deafening. Then there was comparative silence. All that could now be heard was loud crying coming from the four women.“Miss” then went over to the spanking bench upon which was the bare bottom of the woman who had been awarded two extra strokes. She took the position of the other Punishment Officer raised her thicker cane. I travel frequently on business all across the country. I love engaging in banter with people that seem interesting and like-minded. I was driving past a busy street on my way to Lulu mall.I happened to notice a nice bakery with some appetizing treats on display. Being a foodie I immediately pulled into the parking slot there and entered. Everything seemed yummy and tempting. So I decided to take a chicken sub roll and relish my snack. As I was seated there I noticed a lady with a small kid. Larry wasn't sure whatto say. She reached across the table, put her hand on his, and told himthat she hoped her snooping wouldn't come between them. At first Larrywas quiet. Then he asked her if she could keep his secret. Rhondaassured him that his secret was safe with her and suggested that maybethey should go out together as two girls for a girl's night outsometime. Larry said that it might be nice not being to sure how tohandle the situation. Then Rhonda started talking about something. Okay, I remembered that she was from the City of Toronto, had recently moved to Ottawa and worked in Foreign Relations. I forgot her name, but looked for her online and couldn’t find her. The second time I ran into her on the bus I actually got the name. But I forgot to ask for her number. I guess she made me nervous. The third time I ran into her at Rideau Centre, I saw her with a White guy. My heart sank. Just my luck. Every Black woman I like is usually into thugs, dating White guys, dating.