She again asked me to promise her that I will not touch her, I promised her again, and I meant it too.She opened the door gently, and yes as I had ask...d her she was dressed in that beautiful black saree, with a black sleeveless blouse, she had wrapped the saree pallu all the way around so I couldn’t see her back or her cleavage.We both didn’t say a word to each other , just looked and smiled.I followed her to the lounge, her walk was unsteady, but like a model on a catwalk , who knows that. I had to bring my mind back to the now, I was stuck in the future; there was still much training to do. “Sarah, I know you don’t understand this yet, but you will. Each morning you will be punished for your wrong-doings on the previous day. This is best for you, as this gives me time to calm down before administering your lashings. Do you understand?” “Yes.” She said in a clear voice. It startled me, I stared at her calm, serene face and could not help but smile back at her. I went and sat on. At first I thought I'd imagined it, but then I heard the voices again. Had someone seen me and Josh? Or had 'the voices' just arrived and they were now watching me to see what would happen? Surprisingly, the idea that I might have a secret voyeur or voyeurs was erotic. That made me wonder, 'Was I was an exhibitionist? If so, and if someone is watching in the darkness, should I give them a show?' As those thoughts were running through my mind, I wasn't even aware that my hand was already between. I mean they were all over me. I had both of them in my arms at once. This time it was they who had tears. They exclaimed over how much fun and freedom they had this summer. It was something they would remember and treasure all their lives. They didn't know if they would ever get to come back. I assured them they would be welcome anytime. This was seconded by Ezra.I looked around as Mom pulled out for the airport. All that were left here for the minute were Ezra and Grace Lincoln, Jenny, who was.