During her wonderings around the buildings and grounds, she would enjoy watching the children being punished. When she was older, she always took an a...tive part at the special punishment parades, held in the great hall every Friday night.Special, because the punishments were much more severe and carried out in front a packed hall of complete strangers. She would enjoy wielding the birch rods, which were always used without mercy. Full to capacity audiences, watched as the children were punished. My shaking fingersdialed 911. I told the operator that I needed anambulance because I beat the crap out of my husband. Ihung up and switched on the light. This one worked and Igot a good look at my handiwork.Blood oozed from a gash on his forehead. I sat on theedge of the mattress and tugged gently on his beard.“Mikel? Can you hear me?” A groan came out of his mouth and he managed to open hiseyes. “What the fuck happened?”“I thought you were a burglar,” I. " Seeing as I sat three chairs away from her, and our row of tables had four tables for the set, meant that I was at the third table while she and Proud Peaks were at the first, which placed me in the middle of the row. With no reason to reject her logic, I sat next to her with a smile on my face as I placed my bag in the chair next to me. When I turned to her, I saw her glance at the girls behind me, to be specific Tease, but paid no mind to it since I knew that the girls talked to one another. “With her hubby’s bad back slowing us down, I was wondering if Chris would be available to help us out? What do you say Chris? How does it sound to you?” “Sure aunty, when do you want me to start?”“How about tomorrow? I have to take the girls to school and should be back around 10am.”I was so excited. The next day was Monday, so my parents and her husband would be at work. I was nervous as well because I had to act like a gentleman so she wouldn’t run and tell my parents about their perverted.