He'll probably give me a flogging when hefinds out." I was a nervous wreck by now and was stuttering and snifflingand must have looked wretched, becau...e the look on my mums face wasshowing me nothing but concern."Steven, you HAVE to know that I'd never let your dad hit you honey. Whatsort of mother would I be? But I want you to truthfully answer somequestions son and remember that honesty is always best and right, OK." Isniffled a reply of OK and turned to look at both my Aunty and Wendy whowas. Each time he would fill me with a gooey slimy wetness!!! I also had to introduce myself as “Wendell’s whore” to everyone we saw or he would give me an extra hard spanking and lock me in a room by myself butt naked for a very long time with barely enough food and water to survive and limited “pit stop” time. Quite often, I would walk around with a black eye and/or bruises where he would get rough with me if I didn’t conform to his crazy expectations. You know what, those two waitresses were. I thought I remembered flying in the snow one time, coming home to California from Indiana."The young pilot laughed, "Wait till you see the plane we'll be using. It's not much like those big jets you're used to." Oh, I flew up here in one... A small one, I mean. It only seated about twenty-five or thirty people."Rick stepped back and opened a narrow door to the hangar behind the office; a cold gust swept through like a winter storm. "That plane over there... that's what I meant when I said. ” “Fair enough. What is it?” “No questions? You'll just do as I say?” “Yes.” “Take off all of your clothes, except your underwear. Then sit down, and close your eyes.” “What?” “Do it, or go to the club.” I slide off everything except the Speedos I wore under my workout clothes for the gym, and sat down. “Is that what you were at the gym?” “Well, when I go to the pool, yes.” “What gym do you go to?” “What club do you go to?” “Touche! Depending on how this goes, maybe I'll tell you.” “I believe.