.laughing at his pain, and Robbie once again felt the surge of anger. Laugh at him? He pictured himself holding a flamethrower and torching the school.....But that could do nothing for him now. Paulie kneeled next to his beaten prey and spat in his face. "Next time, have my fifty bucks, okay?"Robbie felt all of his anger drain, and his usual humility return. He nodded, trying to keep himself from throwing up. "A-a-all right....P-P-Paulie...."Paulie chuckled and got up. "There's a good boy..."The. Jeff gave a last squirming movement with his hands on the floor and seeing his legs reach the floor on the far side of the chair realised that his bare bottom was perched on Hannah's lap. He gasped as he felt Hannah's hand on his bottom rubbing in circles and was momentarily concerned about Georgina coming home and seeing him across Hannah's lap.He then even laughed to himself that he was worried about his wife seeing him being spanked rather than the fact that it was Hannah, a teenager, who. They were so scared when the bullets started flyin’ that they left town. I met with them and they told me that you had been sittin’ on the bank steps waitin’ when the bank robbers rode up. ‘So you can relax. No one is ever goin’ to come lookin’ for you.’ He stayed that night and the next day he rode back to Laramie to catch the train for California. I sure appreciated the extra effort he’d taken to set my mind at rest. I started takin’ Candy for rides on Sunday afternoons. I stayed away from. All his toys were deprogrammed, and he ended up running from the cops. This was not an unusual ending to one of these stories… well it wasn’t until the author made another short forum post.“I managed to grab the bike and hide it,” the post read. “I can’t get caught with it. Maybe one of you can carry on with it… be more careful than I did. I’m not too worried about the cops. I’m more worried about the others.”“I dumped the bike behind an abandoned dealership in Carlisle, NC,” the post.