She surely has her shit together. Holding open his hands he shrugged his shoulders.“If our table is ready, Mr. Salazar (she emphasized his name), we...should eat. I have a date at Nine.”From the time they had last talked in his office till she blitzed Ainsley with the offer to do his ADA retrofits in such a confidant way, Salazar had been merely enchanted with Ashley McClain. Now his feelings for her exploded into something more serious ... more immediate. But being cautious of his urges to mix. Last summer I experimented with a boy a year older than me, a brother of a girlfriend. He had been a featured face in my fantasies. A nice boy really and fairly bright. I suppose I could have jumped his bones or his bone I guess, like I did in my fantasies. I'm sure he wouldn't have minded. I did notice his interest when his britches tended to point at me. But a good girl doesn't do that and he'd probably become petrified with fright anyway. So we spent a week chatting and the next week kissing. .. a lot. Am I right?”Taken aback by Beth’s response she said, “Um ... um yes but just the same it is immoral and illegal.”“Tsk, tsk sweetie, priests and nuns talk about that kind of thing all the time, but it doesn’t mean a thing to me.” Comfortably gazing into Mary’s disbelieving eyes, she went on, “Pearl and Ed, Ollie and Mildred, and Josh and I have been dear, dear friends since we met years ago when our men were in the service.” Giving her a cockeyed smirk, she continued, “What we do in. "Turning to Djamilla's assistant eunuch David ordered, "Strip her, put her on the bench, and give me your whip."The eunuch cowered in fear, trembling and not moving.David assumed he had not understood and repeated the first part of the order slowly, "Strip her and put her on the bench."The eunuch scrambled to obey and very soon Djamilla was face down, naked, strapped to the whipping bench, ready to be punished. David went up to the eunuch and held out his hand."Your whip, please," he.