" Vel just shrugged his shoulders.Walking back he held out his hand and Perth gave him the whip handle first."Do you know how to use it?" the slight m...n asked."I do." While the whip was almost never used for discipline at his old school, a whip is a weapon and the students were required to become familiar with all known weapons."I don't know," Perth returned. "That back of hers is too smooth to have ever known the whip." Of course she hasn't been whipped," Dent retorted. "We aren't barbarians. Sounds filtered through the earplugs, both low and high. The melodies jangled his nerves in new, annoying ways that he had never considered. Sometimes he wondered if the sounds went beyond his range of hearing, like dogs that could hear things he could not. The sensations were painful as much as they were alien. The rhythms weren't human and their logic was beyond Pardin's ability to understand. There was a beat but nothing for which a human could tap with a foot.Around noon Pardin began to. Most nights it was the sound of gentle lovemaking. However, when Dad had been out, or they had both been out together, what started gently turned into a noisy affair. When she heard her mother squealing with pleasure, she would bury her head in the pillow. A while later she gingerly crawled into bed. She must have fallen to sleep, she was woken by her mother giggling in the next bedroom. ‘Schhhh Sandy will hear,’ she giggled, ‘Ohhhhh stop it,’ her mothers protests were fading fast ‘Oh John,. "Start drinking. Don't stop until I say so." Cassie looked to Zoe but her eyes were still stuck on the cocaine on the dining room. Kenny pressed the blade a little harder and she tilted it back, gulping down the liquor, trying not to spit it back up. She felt nauseous right away and just when Cassie felt she couldn't drink any more Kenny told her she could stop. He took the bottle and set it on the coffee table. "Good girl." He put the razor down and then gripped her hips, pulling Cassie into.