Perhaps because she had not expected to be offered the job, Brenda was desperate to please. Her work was always first-class. She never left the office...for home until all her work was complete and letters put into the post box. Nothing was left over for the next morning, except perhaps a bit of filing. It was sad to see her total lack of self esteem and I would frequently praise her work to try to give her a bit of confidence. I suggested she relax a bit. But all she would do was frown and look. ‘Well you may not be able to understand it, you being you and all, but that lake is…special to me. Every night it calls out to my soul. If I go to that lake and stand in it, it helps me free my mind, and it enhances my senses. It seems that the spot has healing and magical amplifying abilities. I’ve been doing some research on it, and have found that it lies on the point that ley lines cross on. Right in the middle of the lake.’ Her mother seemed shocked for a minute before becoming serious. The whip disappearing back to the ether from which it appeared.The welt, pain, and tears seemed real enough to Helen too. Her mind racing, she could only think of two solutions out of her predicament. She willed for a whip of her own with all her being. It didn't appear."Sorry, dear," Ann said. "But, you'll find that I am the only one that can do that. The only powers you have are the ones that I give you."There was only one other alternative left open to Helen. "Please," she begged, getting. This was feeling a bit strange but I felt helpless to stop what washappening and the still throbbing erection under the hairdressing capewas an indication that the experience wasn't entirely objectionable.After about ten minutes of drying and brushing Becky turned off thehairdryer and told me to shut my eyes. As I did this I heard the soundof an aerosol being liberally sprayed and the unmistakeable smell ofhairspray filled the air. Did men wear hairspray I thought to myself. Nosooner had this.