The seventh and eighth strokes followed swiftly before Dawsonstoppedto examine his handiwork. The area around the pubic bone was bright pinkwhere the ...elt had made contact and in two places the overlapping effectof the strokes had caused welt marks to form. ?Good, now you are tender, it is time for more needles.? Kelly mumbled something behind the gag, something unintelligible thatmade Dawsonsmile at her. He sat on theedge of the table beside his hapless victim. ?We are now going to prepare. . kinda... stretch it out? I mean... don’t you use your fingers down there?”Cindy laughed, and sounded a little embarrassed when she finally answered, “well, yeah... but I only rub the top.”Stacy didn’t sound embarrassed at all. “You never go inside? That’s like the best part! I’m pretty sure that’s actually how I ‘popped my cherry’, as you call it.”“What- really? With your fingers?”Stacy laughed, “Well, with actually with my hairbrush”Cindy gasped and blurted back at her, “A HAIRBRUSH?!?! What. He comes into my home to ask me questions he damn well knows the answer to. Then he faces me and put his hand on his weapon. Fortunately, he didn’t pull it because I would have made him eat it.”, I replied. “Chris, I can’t deal with this shit anymore. I’m always sitting around waiting for the next fight you’re going to get into. I’m a police officer and this reflects on me. I already hear shit at the precinct about this situation.”, she shot back. “What situation might that be?”, I asked.. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" I screamed out loud. "How could I be sostupid?" I couldn't believe I actually sent my "X-rated" photo to my co-workerinstead of my husband. I swiftly typed a message to Russ: "Sorry, that wasn't intended foryou." A new message popped up on my phone from Russ. "I'm sorry to hear that, I'm jealous of who it was intended for." I feel horrible, that was completely unprofessional of me," Itexted him back. "You shouldn't feel so bad. I enjoyed it. Here is something, so.