She would leave for Nevada on the Friday before or Saturday morning, staying at a moderately priced, higher rated hotel or motel close to shopping and...entertainment in case she didn’t have a successful weekend. By far, the best part of this arrangement had been the shopping that preceded the travel. She picked a variety of clothes since she was unsure of what the environment would be like on her dates. And although she felt a little awkward, she anticipated that someone might request a costume. While it sucked, these guys were picking on the poor shmuck next to me, though he didn't seem to be in any immediate danger.Unfortunately for these guys, I was not feeling particularly normal. I needed an outlet for the torrent of anger I could feel seething away inside, and these two seemed like the perfect target."Lay off," I said, slipping off my bar-stool and coming to stand next to their target."What? Is this your boyfriend?" the non-bald member of the duo said to the schmuck."No, but. NUN- Many are interested in the service we offer,so many in fact that we have been busy everyday since I invited those who felt they need some discipline and correction in their lives to come and visit us here at the convent. We provide for people who wish to avail of repentance by means of corporal punishment.ME- I see ,so both boys and girls are corrected here;for what exactly,I mean why would someone wish to be punished? (again I was thinking about what I had seen in the next room,the. Duncan, (my stepfather always insisted on me referring to him by his first name) was a good looking man. Not as good looking as he had been prior to prison, but still hot for a forty-five year old man. Jail had aged him, and given him a rougher edge. The parole officer made it very clear, that dad’s life would consist of him either being at work, or at home for the following twelve months. Duncan was not allowed to frequent bars, and any excursions that were planned, had to be authorised by.