He was specifically invited, though." Okay." The younger boy said nothing, but he clearly had some concept of what was going on.The big surprise was F...lmala's little big-eyed waif. She stood around watching me for probably an hour from a distance, then, when I least expected it, she came over and proceeded to crawl into my lap! Disarmed, I allowed it to happen -- and spent the next hour with her cradled in my left arm, looking up at me with her huge brown eyes. She was so thin, so tiny ... I. She didn't know what to do next."Remember, let us know of any birthdays here tonight," the DJ announced.That was her 'in'. Tell him, she told herself. Good girls lose. Time to be a bad girl.Bree slowly walked up to the DJ."Excuse me," she said softly."Well, hellooo, sexy," he replied. "What can I do to you?"Bree nervously laughed. "It is my birthday," she said."HEY! We have our first birthday girl!" the DJ excitedly yelled. "Time to break in the whipping tree."Bree gasped and said, "The. ]The sun settles upon the bustling city and it is only then, all manner of questionable characters come out to play. Of course that is what the proper people say and luckily for you, you do not consider yourself to belong to that particular and quite boring group. After all years of practicing "the craft" have taught you many lessons about what others, both friends and enemies alike, consider being proper.You leave your safe house, fresh from few days of rest. That scuffle with the city guard. “Tough-talking Foxy Brown,” The skinny one laughed.Carol noticed he had a broken nose and was missingseveral teeth. “The boss was so happy when we told himwe had you.”“But we’ll have a little fun first before he getshere,” Grinned the fat one.“Like Hell!” Carol yelled.They laughed again. The tall one began to take of hisbelt. Carol’s eyes went wide in fear.He folded it in half and began to whip her ass.Hard.Carol screamed. The pain was.