"Marcy flushed with embarrassment and consternation as Lamar started to walk away."How will I find you... when I'm finished?" I'll find you," he said,...disappearing into the crowd.Marcy turned to find an older couple smiling and enjoying some punch. They saw how out of place she felt and struck up a conversation. Both were pleasant and Marcy had just begun to relax when a handsome young man, about Lamar's age walked up behind her."Hi, I'm Ray," he said, smiling broadly.She turned to face. It would have been best if he had a few practice swings but he knew it would be torture for her to hear the crack of the whip and have to wait for it to fall.Without waiting he flicked the whip sending his arm forward and down. The tip hissed through the air and cracked against her bare back. The scream she released was true perfection. If you didn't know she was being whipped you would have sworn she was being impaled on a burning stake. A long red welt was clearly visible across the smooth. “You’re afraid I’ll drop everything and run to her side.”“It would fit the pattern. Have you heard from her?”“Not since I was there. Melissa is keeping me posted. Michelle is just going through the motions right now, but she’s eating and sleeping.”“Because the baby is everything to her right now. God help her and us if something happens.”“Please don’t tempt Fate, Kara. She’s always looking for an angle.”“Steve, do you want a long-term third?”I nodded, “Yes.”“And you agree that there is nothing. On a hot summers day around in the evening me and my friend Ben were watching a movie in his room which he shares with his brother so sometimes it became crowded but when he was doing something else I would normally say "Oh just going to the toilet" in which I would hope to bump into his sister or better not I would find her. I had done this on occasions were I would go and stand in the hallway looking around to see if anyone was upstairs, staring into her bedroom. At the start when she was not.