"Disgusting,immoral,wicked fornication,you will be severely punished,undress the both of you,I want to see your bare bottoms before I thrash you both,... the Abbess said angrily .Paul and Orla exchanged glances,but before they could try to plead with the Abbess she roared at them, "Bare you bottoms this instant,you did not seem so shy in this photograph," the Abbess said,holding the photograph up again.The Abbess wached as Orla unbuttoned her jeans followed by Paul.Paul was sure the Abbess would. He squeezes both of her buttocks simultaneously.The depth of the squeeze is captured by the lens as his left hand digsinto her flesh. 'MMMMMMMMMMGHHHHHHH!!!!! She replies fromunderneath the gag, accompanied by a short struggle against him. 'We aren't going to have that kind ofattitude!' SLAPPPPPP. The sound is loud. It permeatesthrough her room. She squeezes her eyelids shut. Once, twice, it continues.He slaps her rear a total of five times. Hard. The impact of his hand againsther smooth. “Have you ever seen genital piercings dad?”I shook my head. “Only on a website. I came across a discussion about them on a forum last week and so I googled it.”She smiled.“What do you think of them?”I shrugged. I knew what I felt about them but I had no intention my telling my daughter.“You must have an opinion on them, dad?”I smiled.“You like them don’t you?” she said. “I’ve seen men’s reactions. I know just how much they like them.”“I think we should change the subject,” I told her.She. The marshal ain't always the first ta hear thin's, but a range war can't be kept a secret. I don't believe that could be the problem." OK, then, does anybody else have a rustlin' problem?" Now, that's what's so peculiar. As far as I know, John Buckley is the only rancher aroun' here with a real rustlin' problem. Shore, other ranchers lose a head or two now an' then, but that's mostly to some hungry Injun or saddle tramp. The crazy thin' is, the cattle jus' disappear. Nobody's reported seein'.