It stung so much and she yelped and was ordered to hold out her other hand, which she did, palm upwards, and moments later the cane swished down onto ...hat palm and she yelped once again.Miss Jones then instructed in a very firm tone of voice given that she looked like she was only twenty-one-years-old, “Now go with Miss Lewis to the punishment room. You were going to get twelve strokes but it will now be fifteen for arguing.”Miss Hargreaves’ mind was all over the place. Her hands stung and she. And you wouldn’t want that, would you?” “No… N-no, Sir…” “Good girl. Now, tell me, earlier, when my friend was in here and you yelled Chad, how did you know his name? He didn’t tell you his name, did he?” She was silent at first, then he pressed the knife ever so gently, but she felt the sharp tip of the blade press into her skin. “I listened to you guys talk! I heard you guys outside the door and pieced it together!” He put the knife in front of her face and she could see wet blood on. I found her maid in the midst of a group of loitering men, tossing her curls, laughing and enjoying their attention, and went about my chores. At nightfall, I returned to the fancy tent and met Nan who only had a few words of English including several vile phrases the soldiers had taught her in jest. She bowed me in as if she had been expecting me and went on her way, humming a tune, her wide hips rolling right and left.Nicole was sitting in a chair with a sloping back, still in the same. She got the cat food and litter and other items, but once again no cucumbers or condoms.I grabbed up her bags and just said as solemnly as possible, "Please, allow me to carry these home for you." She still had her cast on, so just nodded and started walking with me in tow.The walk was quiet, and I think we were both embarrassed about what to say, so I tried to say something normal, "How long are you going to have that cast on?"That seemed to help relieve some stress, "At least another two.