Trent and I never go out to dinner. I can't imagine having to make conversation with him for an entire meal." Jeanne chuckled. "But he sure does know ...ow to make me act like a slut." "What about Jerry Clay?" "I think he's more like Amy and Mel. He's fun and interesting. You and I could both become friends with him." "Me?" "Why not. I've become friends with Amy and Mel. Michael, Jerry Clay isn't anymore interested in stealing me from you than Amy and Mel are interested in stealing you from me.. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!....unlike the cat-o-nine, which stung but eventually became tolerable, the leather strap really hurt as it landed on my tortured bottom. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! ....I howled in pain as each blow landed."Oh yes my little whore, you should see the lovely little welts we've created." he said. "Sooooooooo pretty!"SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!.....yet still more blows landed on my ass. By now the pain wasn't reflected so much in each individual blowbut instead. “Hey, baby,” the retired grandmother replied. “How are you?”“I’m fine. Thanks! And you?”“Doing good, sweetheart! What’s going on?”“I saved up some money and I want to buy momma’s robe,” shared the soulful, effeminate teen.“Really,” she smiled broadly. “That is so sweet. How much is it.”“$318.50”“Oh my! How about you pay half and then Pops and I will pay the other half.”“Okay, that works! I just needed you to use your credit card for the purchase.”“Absolutely! Send me the link to the one you. "It dries quick. It'll probably stay on for a few days. It's that kind of lipstick." She stepped back from the table. "Let's get dressed and go, before she gets here. Oh, and Jim, that'll help you convince Carol that something really happened while she was gone." she said. Both of them went out of the door and closed it behind them. I could her them talking and laughing as they went back upstairs.I lay there spent, embarrassed and frustrated. It was quiet in the room now, and I was waiting.