‘My, my! I’m not sure I can keep going with this,’ said the dark-haired woman. ‘Not only can you, you will. You owe it to me! Tell me what has...to happen to make my day perfect,’ Karmella said. Her voice trembled slightly with aggravation and fright. ‘But my dear…the problem is your unfulfilled desire. It will get in the way of your day if you don’t satisfy it first. You want to…’ ‘…Tell me, Venezia. Now!’ ‘But you’ll be so upset.’ ‘I won’t, I promise. Tell me.’ Venezia fixed her dark blue eyes. On one swat, Judy's paddle actually landed on top of Joan's. She didn't count that one.After just two or three minutes all three J's said, "Ten!" and stopped their paddling. Sara was hanging slightly limp and crying."So that's what pure pain feels like," she said. "Pure pleasure is much, much better."Joan ran her hand lightly over Sara's bottom. It was hot and red and slightly blistered at one spot. "I think you will need to sit in the snow with me for quite a while tonight." Then she. ‘Seattle? Last I heard from you, y’all were back in Arkansas. Where’s your better half at, anyway?’ My eyes welled up, as they always did when anyone referred to my late husband. It took me a second to reply to his innocent question. ‘He’s gone. He just didn’t wake up one morning last year. The doctor said it was a miracle he lasted as long as he did.’ ‘Oh, hell no,’ he said, and sat down behind his desk. ‘Damn, I thought he’d be around forever. Why didn’t you call me?’ I laughed bitterly.. As she was walking back I heard some noise from behind Bob’s door, and some heavy breathing. My wife came back by our room, and stood there, and I told her to pose in front of Bob’s door, so she stood in front of his door, totally naked, and turned around and faced the camera. I told her to face Bob’s door, and act like he was going to open it for her, she laughed kind of loud, then smiled and put her hand over her mouth, because she realized she was being a little loud, and I think she also.