There were other people our age that we worked with. People never liked me there though. They always laughed at me and stared. But if Mayla was around...they didn’t mind me. She was very shy though so it took a lot to make her talk. Two girls, Raquel and Ana, that we worked with got close to her though. They were Hispanic too. They were nice to me. They were closer to each other than they were to Mayla probably because they were single and Mayla was married to me. One day Raquel came up to me and. My friends tried to help and eventually persuaded me to come out for a curry on a Friday night. I didn’t feel like it, but it was easier to say yes than to put up with their attempts. We went out for a curry and despite my intentions, I started to have a good time. They were all making a huge effort to make me smile and eventually I cracked, grinned and couldn’t stop. There was a cheer from my friends and some disapproving glances from other tables but I was smiling for the first time in months. I won't bore you with the details of what wediscussed but I DID tell her all about my day and allthe feelings I had been experiencing and I noticedthat she took about three times as many notes than sheusually did! When my session ended, I stood up and got ready toleave. My therapist asked me one final question,though. She asked me, "How do you feel right now?" "I feel great!" I told her. "I feel natural andcomplete and in control!" She looked at for a minutemore and then said, "Okay, session. .. tightlyplaited rhino-hide about four feet in length. The grip-end of the whip was an inch and a half in diameter and it tapered gradually through its length. It glistened faintly with oil as Melissa snaked it out on the carpet. “Yes,” nodded Quentin. “I brought it from the ‘Paradise’. Kind of keepsake. It’s the one I whipped you with my dear. And that was the first time I ever whipped a woman. I did enjoy it, I can tell you!” “You bastard! Christ... I remember that. On your first visit,.