„Uuuurfff... y-yes... Master...“„Good,“ said Quentin thickly. „And don't forget, girl, you'll get plenty of this if you don't please me to t...e very utmost of your ability.“He gave her the still juddering bottom another full-blooded cut, a little lower down. Anothewr gasping cry from Melissa... another series of convulsive squirms. Yet still she thrust her bottom high. Well trained and experienced, thought Quentin. A third stroke whiplashed down, this time falling a little above the first weal. I could not figure for the life of me as to why she hated me, but me being the civil one thought not to question it and let it be. It wasn't until recently that we have bonded more and became a lot closer.We were eager for Jess' arrival and waiting in anticipation, I for one was really excited as I had not seen her in a while and when we had last parted ways, we were on really good terms (she had actually been very very flirtatious, to the point where you could see little steam clouds from. There are still the cave bears and the tigers,” he told the wolf.With the oven as clean as he could get it, he laid another fire and lit the wood. When it was burning evenly, he put the flat stone back in place over the entrance.Back at his computer, he brought up the sourdough bread recipe he had decided on, mainly because the article said it was the simplest.Starter, water, olive oil, bread flour, salt and cornmeal for dusting the mixing bowl. After measuring out the ingredients according to. I felt truly and wholly disgusted with myself, ashamed that I would cause another person pain like that.I was taken out of my headspace by Mr. Scott clearing his throat and standing up, slowly making his way to the front of the room besides Phil. He stood there for a few seconds, mumbling something to Phil, then looked towards the rest of the council.“Good afternoon, students.” he began.“This is Mr. Scott speaking.” I could barely hear Nicole mumble in her best Mr. Scott impersonation, which.