‘I ran out of gas.’ ‘Let me bring you to the gas station,’ he kindly offered. I didn’t need a second invitation. I rushed up to the vehicle ...nd hoped inside. I closed the door quickly, without making direct eye contact with my Samaritan. The ride to the station was short and silent. He grabbed a metal gallon can from the bed and had me fill it. He placed it back as I paid the gas station owner. The ride back to my car was also silent, until he looked at me with understanding. ‘Did you see the. " So you decided to send him away," Catherine spat, in growing irritation."Not at all, Mrs. Tucker," Soval explained, trying to calm her. "T'Pol was willing to take the risk, but Commander Tucker insisted on separating. He chose to increase his own burden to avoid any risks for T'Pol's recovery." That's a no-win scenario," Charles muttered. "If he stays with her, she's in danger, if he stays away, he's in danger. Now I understand what you meant with worst-case scenario." Indeed," Soval agreed.. The only way I could stop getting hit hard enough to hurt was to tense my butt when I knew the paddle would strike. "After three hours, the machine will stop." I heard Maid Mindy say. "You will be left frozen in your position at that point for four hours. But at least you will be able to sleep."Yes, the machine finally stopped.And yes, I finally slept.And yes, the machine went on again four hours later, the WHACK of the paddle jarred me back to consciousness."One more hour of punishment as a. He was not going to defile my Goddess before my very eyes. She had taken a red sheen at this point. He was masked in black. And before I could stop myself, I had done it.The next few moments were a blur. I had grabbed that deathly cold bottle and swung it across at his face. I felt the opposing force but carried on with my home run swing. He crumpled in a heap on the soft, green grass. His erect penis was exposed through the fly of his pants. That sick, fucking bastard.She started at me in.