Just after the greatest game you ever saw pitched. Surely you remember.’ A woman’s voice came through the hole. ‘Remember what?’ ‘A Perfect ...ame. Champaign, Illinois, 26 years ago.’ A pause, and then a command. ‘Come up to the Owner’s box.’ ‘Why?’ He drew out the monosyllable to tease her. ‘Because you’re my employee and I told you to.’ she spat out quickly. ‘The attendant will let you in. We have to talk.’ ‘Fine with me.’ It took Dober a while to return through the clubhouse and the stadium to. I shook like a leaf in the wind of a tornado. I collapsed into the wall and slid down the rough surface. I don’t know how long we sat there while I cried. To me it seemed enough time for a thousand eternities. I drew in a shuddering breath. This was almost enough to bring the tears to my eyes again. I had no idea that it could hurt this bad to lose someone. All my hopes had turned to ashes in less then twenty minutes. All my joy had gone out of me like the lights on a Christmas tree during a. “Look into the camera, Goofgirl. Let the people see how you can take a beating from your Daddy.” I felt my pussy muscles tighten. I looked into the camera and realized that Daddy had somehow changed the setting. I realized we were broadcasting live. What did the viewers see? A red-faced white woman, close to tears, her hair falling from its tie, her left tit hanging out of her camisole getting a belting from her Black Daddy, standing behind her, his hand on the small of her back, his arm raised. As she stood up she notice one of the wheels had come off so she picked it up and turned the chair over to screw it back on she noticed that the leg of the chair was quite round, about 5" and about 10" long till it hit the cross bar.Now Debbie checked Lesley’s office she was busy on the phone and with a mountain of paperwork in front of her would be busy for a long time yet. As she moved back to her desk the hallway was quiet she could see through the glass windows of her office all the way.