And Mrs. Sharp. Check their Florida carry permits and take statements, but they should be allowed to retain their weapons."Mercy had to come down with...her purse to show her permit and I showed them mine. They inspected our guns and took down the serial numbers while they took statements. It was during this time that Chuck walked in the door. He was smiling and said, "Never fear, Chuck is here."Mercy burst out laughing and said, "You're just a little late for this one, Chuck. At least you didn't. Sometimes he finds a girl who needs a little extra discipline – a little correction, shall we say – and he sends her to me." I paused. "And so here you are." Paused again, observing as she bit her lower lip. "Tell me about last night, Katerina."She leant forward, head in hands, sobbing loudly. "Please..." Stand up, girl, with your hands by your sides. Face me." She staggered to her feet, and resumed her earlier position in front of me. I smiled at her: "It will be easier if you tell me now,. The livestock were, of course, much more disorganized, pushing and shoving as each sought its turn. The aviators, happily flying once more, tended to dive in anywhere there was momentarily free space, splash briefly in a fashion that reminded her strong­ly of the way Earthly birds behaved in birdbaths, and then exultantly fly off again.The scrubbers—the cleansing equipment through which the flowing water passed on each rotation through the bay—were, she could see, going to be kept quite busy. A good friend from the Internet had provided me with atrue gift of friendship. She had spent some timelooking for the exact thing I wanted, then bought it,tried it, used it herself, and finally mailed it overthe ocean to me. What was it precisely! She had bought me a true, original, real-world “normal”short skirt. Yes I know this is booooring, but for me, it reallymeant something. Finally I am done with makeshiftskirts made out of old nighties or old throwaways. Ihave always wanted.