The belt marks were already fading. If the story kept going the way I felt it would, I was going to be adding fresh ones.Let there be no doubt; Master...was in the house and he was NOT happy!"Continue cunt!"Lucille groaned, and the two bent over the couch whimpered.When I use that word in a non sexual context, it means that someone is in real trouble."Well, the game tripped them up a little, Sir. Miss Laura had a timer that was set to go off at 23 minute intervals. I learned later that this was. . nothing at all.By the time I was dressed again and on my way to my next class I was feeling much more confident. Sure, some of the girls I thought were pretty, some sexy. Most weren't anything like that. Fat and skinny. Short and tall. None of them meant what Lyn meant to me.At lunch Lyn came running up to where I was waiting in line to buy a sandwich. "Just got a second, Katie." She grinned at me. "Mom told me I have to go grocery shopping this afternoon, after school. Price of the car. . now I knew for sure that something was not quite right. But by the time I could stop the treadmill and jump off to go after her, she was nowhere to be seen.I decided to send her a text: “What’s wrong?”I received a five-word response: “Blocking you. Leave me alone.”I tried to ponder what could possibly have prompted this. Did I say something wrong? Do something wrong? Certainly something changed her mind about me. The problem was, I couldn’t think of anything I did or said that she would take. You saved his life. He, my aunt, and my cousins are all doing fine, thanks to you and the paramedics." He nodded toward the package and said, "Open it."Tracy's cheeks warmed. "I'm glad that they came through it okay. You didn't have to come out in this to bring me a thank you gift." I wanted to. Go on, open it."Her cheeks still a little red, Tracy peeled back the paper, and then opened the box inside. She let out a sharp gasp upon seeing the bottle of Cognac inside. "Oh my god — I can't accept.