The sharp crack of a whip and a muffled whimper was heard. I pulled out my roscoe and continued down the stairs.What I saw really burned me up! A whit... woman was chained to the wall with the top half of her dress pulled down to her waist. She was facing the wall and I could see some red welts on her back. Her long brown hair was tucked over her shoulder to leave her skin clear for the whipping. A young man was standing behind her brandishing a whip. He was yelling at her between strikes."You. ‘That’s OK,’ the assistant said, ‘we’ve seen worse. You’ll collect at four-thirty?’ ‘Yes. Thank you.’ I walked to Angela’s staff flat. She let me in, made yet more coffee and she asked about Monica. I told her what had happened, almost word for word. I gave her Monica’s kiss. That started a long necking session during which our coffee got cold. After fresh mugs Angela admitted that she needed me at the home over Christmas. She wanted me to be Father Christmas to the old people. ‘Father. “Spit it out will you woman!” Katie said back.“Honey, you know good girls swallow” Katie’s mum said as they both erupted into laughter, even though they were both aware Katie had never seen a cock, let alone been given the chance to swallow cum.Katie’s mum too had another drink from the bottle as Katie put the glass to her lips. It was like a Mexican stand off. Katie drank from her cup, her mother drank from the bottle, while they gazed into each others eyes.Hitting the glass on the table,. “I’m visiting my sister in L.A. I haven’t seen her in almost ten years.” "Are you traveling alone?” “Yes, I’m old enough to take care of myself.” Aaron gave her an almost condescending look. He doubted if she had ever been away from her parents before but decided to let the subject drop. Fortunately, the teenager didn’t seem to notice. She was delightfully cute. “Where are you headed, Mister?” she suddenly asked, allowing her girlish curiosity to bubble past her thin veil of maturity. .