I turned my attention back to the girl kneeling before me."How do I know that what you are telling me is the truth?"Without a word she shuffled round ...ntil her back was to me. Even as a Mistress and knowing the need to punish every so often and sometimes severely, I was shocked. The girl's back was criss-crossed with recent deep welts some of which had broken the skin and there were still, despite the rain, still traces of blood in them. I stood up and opened a drawer in a cabinet next to my. She was the first female I’d had a meal with alone since Edie died.After dinner, we took a walk around the neighborhood. I pointed out various landmarks and commented on professions of some of my neighbors. Several dog walkers went by, and that’s when I learned that Jasmine loved animals, especially dogs.The other noteworthy point about our walk was that we held hands most of the way around the large blocks of homes. I still felt protective of Jasmine and exceptionally happy that she was living. Then there were my brothers and sisters. We were all basically packed into one room without anything to do except for our games of flipping beer bottle caps from my father's empty bottles and counting the cuts and scraps from all the rust around us. This was my childhood.Now I know your wondering why would I think of ever returning to a place like this, but after I got into the real world I couldn't handle anything. Everything was either too difficult or not achievable due to the basis of not. The side view pose showed enough to let Herb know it was his wife and she seemed comfortable on her knees. "Hmm, how about that?"He looked at Paul, a questioning look on his face. "Boss, I got these six shots from the golf pro's wife. She is going to file for divorce and she wants to embarrass everyone who's a member of that little sex club. She's my cousin." How about that?" Herb said, more to himself than to Paul. "Now you see one of the reasons I never cheat anyone." He had a sad look on his.