By fucking Panek in the way I did, I was trying to prove to myself that I was the woman that Renaud was shaping me to be.Going without underwear was r...latively simple to hide from Panek as we worked different hours but he did find out a couple of times. I simply told him it was for him – he readily believed me mainly because we were having more adventurous sex and he assumed this was the new me.But sex with Panek was not at the top of my list of priorities – I wanted Renaud with all my heart. Emma looked at her mum’s bottom. It was so red and blue and the wicked red weals must really be stinging. She knew her mum won’t be able to sit down comfortably for ages. Emma stood close up behind her mum and said in a friendly tone to the back of her head, “You know, Mum, I don’t mind if Miss Bentner disciplines you in future. You know; if she signs off any Punishment Letters and the like.” “Really, Emma?” Elizabeth replied, still keeping her nose pressed against the wall. Emma smiled at her. Which meant I was cold as hell, when we turned into the car wash after the hike. Even though I had a couple of cups of coffee cooked, I put the chocolate chocolate milk into the microwave to heat. I swallowed the super sweet drink, so that I could switch to coffee after my shower. I sat by the living room vent hoping the propane furnace would kick on before I had to kick the thermostat up enough to force it to come on. I was just about to make it come on, when it came to life on it’s own. I was. "But our starters this year are pretty damned solid. And the way we're hitting, they don't have to be any more than just decent for us to win a shitload of games!" I don't remember being on a club this strong offensively -- ever -- I said." We're better than we were when the Cards beat us in the Series," Surhoff said."You think?" Stone asked him. "I mean, I see Miggie and Mora slowing down a little." A little," Surhoff said, "but they're still productive, both of them. And the supporting cast.