I was putting books away from my morning classes before going to lunch. She asked me to phone her at her house, after seven that evening. I told her I...would, then she quietly walked away. I didn't think anyone noticed.In my sixth period English Composition class, Louise Spangler asked my what Paula Driscoll had wanted when she stopped at my locker before lunch? I smiled at her and told her that Paula had been worried that I might ask her little sister out on a date."Why would she be worried. He told him, too how she had mentioned something about 2 boys hurting her. He also told him how she was resting comfortably in his home and they were both caring for her.He told him that's all he really knew as she didn't know where she had been all these missing days, weeks and in her condition, it was best to not press her with too many questions. It could only make her condition worse. The constable listened to his story then said, "Well, I'm glad Mrs. Whitford has been found. God only knows. Ten o'clock I was there waiting, half past ten I was still waiting when she appeared, With out so much as a sorry or excuse me she kissed me full on the lips and waved me good bye as she climbed on the back of a motor bike and vanished. It was not until she was long out of sight, but it suddenly hit me her kiss tasted salty and there was something strangely familiar about the smell of her breath. As I walked dejectedly home it suddenly hit me what the smell on her breath was. I nearly baulked. The beam was about as thick as a man's arm, but the top was shaped to have a sharp upper edge, although the leather padding offered a marginally less uncomfortable resting place. Sally assumed she would have to bend over it to be spanked, but the beam was very narrow and she thought it would be pretty uncomfortable to bend over it for long. Anyway Phil had said she had to ride it. What did he mean?Phil made Sally stand close against it, and adjusted the height of the beam so it was level with.