That’s what he called us. It wouldn’t have been my word of choice, but it was a start at least, some sort of recognition of us as a couple. Of cou...se I didn’t know what he meant by ‘involved’. That could just mean sex, but I refused to believe that. There was something between us that went much deeper than a purely physical need, even after just the few short days we’d known each other. ‘How could they not when I’m sneaking off to your bed every night? I think that’s why they wanted me to go. I got my answer. I opened my bag and take out a small rope and tied her hands behind her. I tell her to keep her ass up. I take out rubber gloves from the bag and a bottle of lubricant.I wear the gloves and come near Harshita and give a tight spank on her ass. Her ass was the real deal. In just one spank her white ass had turned red and my hand’s imprints were left on them. I told her to count every time I spank her and started spanking her.I hit her right ass cheek and then left, one by one. After all the stress of the last few days, the hot tub worked miracles - that and a few wine coolers and buds.We were up early and it seemed like so was everyone else. The EIT group bombarded my phone with a dozen texts. There were messages in my email to call Louis Boucher before the end of the day.The MTAC screen had barely warmed up before I was being paged by Ben.‘‘Three more subpoenas were delivered to the committee yesterday afternoon after the court announcement; one more from the Senate. "I'm dying, Ian. I don't know how much longer I can stand the chemotherapy. I'm almost at the stage when I should tell them to stop and let the disease take its course. Strangely, I'm not afraid of dying. I thought I would be, but that's not how I feel. It will almost be a gift. A release for Sharon and Deborah. I've been a burden to them and to you. I'm sorry about that, but I appreciate what everyone has tried to do to help me. I know it's been hard on you all. But I'm losing the willpower to.