At last, blinded by sweat and gasping for breath, she heard the words: “Six strokes and we are done.” Almost as if the whipping were already over,...it was with relief that the woman on the bench braced herself for the last fiery kisses of leather across her scalded buttocks...oOoTwo days later, Lady Vernon sat carefully on the rocky ledge on the hillside and sank into contemplation of the loch stretching away below. After some minutes, she became aware that she was no longer alone.“Lady V. I was. ”“And which wild Indians would that be?” “Do you mean the peaceful farming Indians that live on my land. Or my partner who happens to be full blood Comanche.”The Major seemed to be a bit flustered, “What makes you think your tame Indians aren't Slipping out during the night.?”“Well lets see the two gates on either side of the house are the only exits from this 500 acre box canyon. The fence line is watched by two wolves.” “the same two wolves that told me you were trying to enter.”“The other. I couldnt believe what I was seeing and happening in our living room.I never knew my mom liked black men.She never really had anything good to say about them as far as dating was concerened.She sat down beside Walt again this time he had hugh smile on his face as he stared at her white silky breasts.Again looking out the corner of my eye I noticed him slip his huge hand on her smooth pale white thigh.Finally and abruptly my mom got up and taking Walt by the hand , leading him down the hall to. She felt she was being choosy about who she did it with, but she didn't feel the number of times with someone mattered long as she kept down the number of different guys she was involved with.As she was trying to think of something to get her mind off of the rising desire she saw what looked to be a brief flash of light, which came with a soft sound, and then Dusty was standing in her room.Unsure what was going on, she just slowly stood next to the bed and asked "Dusty, why are you here? How.