*"I'm going to fucking hurt you, you worthless, fat and ugly bitch.'She says nothing so I bring the flogger down with full force across her expansive ...ale back.She flinches with the pain, but doesn't yell out, and red fingers from the falls appear across her flesh. I feel good, very good – I like hurting females.I raise the flogger, savouring the momentary hiss before I bring it down a second time hard upon her skin. This time she cries out and shifts slightly on the stool. I start to become. Mom approached me on the left, placing her hip directly against the arm of my wheelchair. Immediately she wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me close. At first I wondered and was somewhat resistant. But it felt so good and I quickly wrapped my arms around her pulling her even closer. The hugs felt wonderful. There was nothing sexual about the contact at this point. It simply felt good to hold her so close. As the hug ended and we separated, we took a moment to look each other in the. The audience was different each week so the magician did the same tricks over and over again. There was only one problem. The Captains parrot saw the shows each week and began to understand how the magician did his tricks.Once he understood, he started shouting out in the middle of the show, “Look, he’s hiding the flowers under the table!” or “Hey! Why are all those cards the ace of spades?”The magician was furious, but he couldn’t do anything because it was the captain’s parrot.Then, one dark. I think some of the naval ships have more, but I don't ask very often. Char would know; she's great friends with some of the navy captains.One thing that does puzzle me quite a bit is the level of paranoia you and Will have about the Confederacy and the computers that run it. Everyone in the Borneo District appears to trust that the Confederacy AI units are bound by laws that must be similar to the ones Asimov thought up back on Earth before computers were really common. I never read them, but.