" He started but then stopped. How was he going to put what he had to say, what he needed to say. It would surely embarrass her when she met them and ...as confronted with the fact that they knew because he had told them of her history. And she would be confronted because he would tell her. Honesty he had decided was going to be the key to their relationship. But then it occurred to him that she may not be as embarrassed as he might think, purely because they had seen her in action at the late. ?You seem to be enjoying the plight of your friends don’t you?? asked Bill.When Barb failed to reply, Bill delivered one cane stroke to her buttocks, ?I expect an answer bitch?, he demanded. ?No I’m not enjoying it? was her forced reply. Rather than continue with her caning, Bill turned to nipple torture, attaching a clamp to each nipple. Connected by a short chain Bill repeatedly yanked the chain back and forth, causing Barb to shriek uncontrollably in pain. After about five minutes of this,. Now all he had to do was interview these "almosts" and select the cream of the cunt or was it crop? However there was still the matter of having Jill Norton transformed from what she was, a useless skank, into a sex-crazed hottie capable of appealing to high schoolers as well as those collecting social security, be they male or otherwise. He still had the issue of Waldo to address, and how he might react to a Jill Norton that made him feel like a nerd, which is what he was. That was one bridge. I’d catch up on the ironing and post the payments tomorrow. Unfortunately the roast was beyond the help of medical science.“Abbie, I know you’ll try, you have my confidence but, perhaps a little reminder’s in order, please go upstairs, I’ll be up in a few minutes.”“Oh please Dickie, no, I really do mean it, I’ll do better in the future, I promise.”“Abbie, please, go and wait for me,” Richard ordered.With a forlorn fearful face I trudged up. The look was for Dickie’s benefit, it wouldn’t pay for.