Prayer must go on. Yeah, prayer must go on. Up here my hands were shaking, but calmness I was faking and my smile stayed on. Prayer must go on.My watc... buzzed. K-T had taken up position nearby and deployed the drone. I looked for it, even though I knew it would actually be far overhead and somewhat behind me. I fondled the remote in my pocket. Not too soon, Martin. The prayer takes at least fifteen minutes. Make sure they’re all fully engaged.Maarten came to my table with a cup of coffee. There. But I do.I could annoy you with repentance and remorse, but I won't. Not because I don't honestly feel it. I do feel remorse, about ten tons of it and they all weigh on my heart.But there is no point, is there?My love is dead. George is gone. So is every dream I ever had. I carelessly and thoughtlessly threw them away. I betrayed and killed the one good thing I'd carried within me — George's love.What's left of me is just trash. Worthless trash to be put away and destroyed. I should follow him. ” Mike opened the door to leave. “Hopefully, I’ll be right back with reinforcements.”‘I’m such a slut.’ Jan thought to herself as she laid waiting for her husband to go get a man to fuck her. ‘I’m just a regular slut. Been fucking my husband all afternoon and still want to fuck another man too.’ Jan smiled and reached down and felt how wet her pussy was. ‘I think I like being a slut.’ Now she was starting to rub her clitoris as she waited. ‘Wonder if I’ll ever get used to Mike fucking. It depended on how many pairs of animals in a team and how far away the skinner was from the lead horse or mule.If the team were oxen, the driver walked beside the lead ox with a stick. These were trained to answer to gee and haw and the stick was just to get their attention.The whip I settled on was one braided using four strands of rawhide. It was tied where the braid ended with a knot leaving the four stands unbraided for about five inches. These strips had a small tight knot near the ends..