She tried to join in, she really did, but kept getting only snippets of conversation…“… and I got 15 rolls for the price of 13 so I can do Georg...e’s room too.”“… so I gave them some frozen strawberry mousse and no one even guessed.”“… just put it in on a spin cycle, she said, and that should do it.”“Hiya,” said a male voice breaking through the chatter. “Thought I’d find you here.”It was Rob, and Sandra leapt up to give him a big hug. “Whoah!” he said, “I don’t get this treatment every day. So. I’m impressed.”“Daddy, I promise I’ll never go to another party as long as I live if you promise you'll fuck me every day like you did before all this! I'm so, so sorry!”“OHH, Jessica, baby,” he said, finally starting to buck his hips upward, “You’re allowed to go to parties! It’s what nineteen-year-old sluts like you are for! You go to all the parties you want, baby, and you make sure to fuck as many cocks as you can get your hands on! I’m so sorry for this month, I was jealous that you were. A knocking sound. Loud.My eyes snapped open, the spell suddenly, abruptly, quite rudely broken.Another knock pierced through the headphones. I sat up so fast my head spun, flinging the phones from my head as if they were on fire. My entire body was drenched and my heartbeat was deafeningly loud in my burning ears.Knock, knock.A long moment passed until I finally caught on to protocol. Real life. This was real life. Casey. What do real people do when other real people knock on their equally real. The cane came down with a satisfying (to me at least) THWACK causing an angry red line to replace the momentary appearance of a white line as the blood was driven from the point of impact. Eleven more times this happened at the end of which time the early strokes had begun to form themselves into raised ridges and welts. During the early strokes, she clenched her arse cheeks tight but after four or five she began to weave from side to side in a feeble attempt to avoid the onslaught; but to no.