” He instructed her. For a moment Brandy couldn’t recall where her clothes were. So much had happened since she had been brought from the run down...house where her and Sveta had been kept to this house. She assumed it was Vlad’s but wasn’t sure. The English speaking man thrust her clothes at her. They had been neatly folded by someone. She dressed, still shaking. First her skimpy black panties, then the tight shorts they had given her, and a thin tank top with a broken heart and a banner across. From the upper swell of her butt at the sacral dimples and down over the hemisphere of each cheek, the fiery glow had spread. Barbara slowly rubbed her paddled tush in a soothing manner. The bedroom door opened and Mark walked in. Barbara quickly covered up before Mark could discover her ailment."Interesting time at the swim meet?" Mark asked wondering how Barbara would answer."Well, if it isn't all over town by now I'm sure it will be tomorrow" Barbara said "Ms. Bitch Scalia and I got into it. "Woo-woo?" she asked."Dozens of times since then," I said, taking a sip of my coffee."Damn," she said, running her fingers through her hair. "The party must've been even harder than I'd thought." It was like being trapped in a nightmare, for both of us. No matter what we did, someone was going to get hurt. You have to understand, we didn't expect to fall for each other like this. I fought it, at first." Until Christmas?" she asked."Yes. He got me a calendar as a present, which I didn't. She did give birth and protected her baby for five long years. She and Eli had survived on frogs, snakes, fish, and anything else they could find in the Louisiana swamps. The KKK finally caught up with his momma and she died screaming, but she didn't scream as loud as the men did when they died. Eli didn't kill them all at once. He did it one at a time and in view of the others. He built their terror in the small band of thirteen men as they watched one at a time die.Water Moccasins swarmed the.