She raised the tawse up high and over her right shoulder before whipping it down full force across my palms. It stung like hell, but I was quickly ins...ructed to swap hands so the unpunished one was now on top before a second stroke was applied, just as hard as the first. I cupped my hands and blew into them to try and take away the sting. I also tried waving them about and squeezing them under my armpits, but the pain was so intense. I was curtly informed to hold them both up again and this. “Mike, what is that? What are you doing!”“Sandy, it is a nice sharp straight razor. Maybe I should just slit your throat and get my reward from Steve’s ex-friends. I don’t think I can take another year of your insipid whining and demands.”“Please Mike. Don’t! I will be a good girl for the next year. I promise.”“Sandy, you will need to be a good doggy, not a good girl.”“Okay. I will do whatever you want today. Just don’t slit my throat!”“Anything Sandy?”“Yes, anything.”“Great. Now you. Let alone, doing it in the rain. So, when 13-year-old Billy offered to change my tire if I bought him a pack of smokes. I gladly accepted. After about 10 minutes. Billy knocked on my window to let me know that he had changed my tire. I was so happy that I reached into my purse and gave him a crisp $50.00 bill and told him to hop in so that we could get him a pack of smokes. I noticed that he was completely drenched in water. So I told him to grab a couple of blankets from my trunk and put them. I stopped and looked in the car. There were two guys in the front and a girl in the back. The passage in the front asked me if I wanted to have a good time. His eyes undressed me as he spoke. Smiling, I said what did you have in mind? He said it depends on what kind of a suprise I had. Bending over so he could see my nice tight 38C's he asked me how much. I told him we could talk about it later. Get in, he says.The driver punched it squealing the wheels.So honey what do you charge? It depends,.