On this midweek summers morning she had been joined by some of her friends and neighbours: Sofie, Emma, Kate, Alexis, Amanda and Nicole for the very p...rpose of getting first look at the, soon to be, new occupants of number 9 which was the house standing tight at the end of the development and the only view of the driveway was from Stella’s front terrace. As the discussion turned to the six of them wondering what the new residents would be like Stella informed the group that she had heard from. Why didn't these people understand that they were protecting them fromthe evils of the world and that this required them to take a fairportion from of any farm or shop when needed. Too bad one of the packhorses took sick, but they would have to do with the nag this manclaimed to be a plow horse anyway."But sir!"Before the farmer could say anything else, a mail fist driven into theside of his head by the second in command of the Guardians dropped himto the ground."Do not speak to our Officer. ” The Servant said calmly. Draconus stepped aside and motioned for his apprentice to do the same.“Fine. Get your artifact. Reunite your god. It will be your kind he kills first, Servant.” Wilgas stayed his ground. Servant? Does he mean the corrupter? He was confused, as the Cult of shadows always used to call him and his tribesmen “servants”.“I’m not that concerned.” The Servant answered while walking between them. He then seemed to have gotten a change of heart, because he suddenly turned. She wriggled but he was strong enough to hold her. Andy rolled her dress up, then smack went the wooden spoon on her ass cheek. “Owww,” cried out Charmaine. Smack it went again and again, Charmaine cried out in pain. “Please don’t do that again, I’ll sit back down.” Smack it went again, “Please stop,” she cried out.“Ok, that was just 3 taps,” Andy said as he looked at the oval bright red patch on her ass cheek. “If you don’t do as we want again next time, I’ll do 5 and email a copy to someone.