The girls kept their arms folded under their heads to make sure they didn’t try to cover their bottoms, which was good as the first stroke was sting...er than either girl had expected. Neither had been switched before, and as the strokes continued, the stinging spread across their bottoms and they were both crying out after only a few strokes.Miss Dawson looked at Mrs Lowe as the girls cried and Mrs Lowe shook her head to indicate they should ignore the tears. Miss Dawson agreed as both girls. I felt a strange sensation, almost a shyness about meeting this young woman again after so long. ‘Sally,’ I said, holding out my hand. She hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward and wrapped her arms around me, burying her head in my hair. We stood for long moments, then she moved back slightly. I could see the glint of tears in the corners of her eyes, and there was a catch in her voice as she said, ‘I never really had the chance to thank you for being there when I needed someone.’ I. " Gingersaid. "As I said, you probably can handle yourself."Later Ginger ran running into the costume shop alone. Paul turned andstared at her with concern. "Where's Sally?" Got to the dressing room and it was empty." Ginger said as she caughther breath."That's it," Paul said as he took her by the arm. "We're out of here."With his head whirling in confusing and a bit of fear, he buckled intothe passenger side of Ginger's car while she climbed behind the wheel.As she spun out in reverse, another. .."He ran out of words. Finn was an unscrupulous businessman but not aviolent criminal. He wasn't physically imposing. Besides being short,he had a small frame and fine features. His threats and scorn werereserved for those who worked for him, along with his patient and longsuffering wife."I'm glad you're taking that attitude," Lane reassured him. "Yourcooperation will make this all work out perfectly." He opened hisbriefcase on the glass-topped table between them, in Finn's homeoffice. .