Then, Monday, Mary and I are going to meet a guy she met online.” She said.“Is Doe going with you?” I asked.“No, I was going to ask you if you...wouldn't mind the company.” She said.“No I don't mind. I don't have any plans, so maybe it will be good to have someone here. ” I said.“OK, I just wanted to let you know.” She said. She got up, and left my room.I got off work late Sunday night. I pull up to the house, and all the lights were off, so I knew everyone was asleep. I knew that Aunt Mary and. I brought her fresh flowers when the ones on her desk began to fade. I’d make a point of ensuring she had a good lunch on her busy days and access to everything she needed. My first Christmas, I drew lots and became her ‘secret Santa’ opting to take some of November’s profit share and get her a nice silver chain for around her slender neck. (Yes, we have Christmas even in the underworld…except where I give shit like necklaces and special ammo, I usually get a half bottle of booze or something. At Level 2, you would have received 18 strokes; at Level 3, 36. If you take on Tiffany?s strokes as well we will have to double them. And, from Level 2 onwards, all strokes are rounded up. That means you will receive 50 strokes instead of 36, whereas Tiffany would only receive 6 strokes as this is her first ever punishment and she is only on Level 1.? Linda swallowed hard and thought for a few seconds before saying, ?I?ll take the 50 strokes, Miss Taylor.? ?Very well,? said Miss Taylor. ?You. Don't ask. I thought I wanted to teach, thought I wanted to be a college professor, but then decided while I loved the subject I didn't want to deal with the bullshit of academia. So, now I had a degree that wasn't worth shit and no marketable skills other than typing and my rudimentary knowledge of Word and Excel. So, here I was. Of course, I was paid a little more because of my education, but I was basically just a glorified secretary.As I sat at my desk, doing nothing until Ms. Caldwell.