To pinch and twist her nipples, to change hands, to lick her fingers, to play with her asshole... each command punctuated with a lash of the crop agai...st the insides of her splayed thighs. Cheryl's need grew with each passing moment, with each new command, until she was finally told to stop.Holding her hands clasped behind her neck as ordered, Cheryl began to sense that there were others in the room. She wisely held position, however, while her Master stroked her cheek, calming her once. Janice too, like me ... had recently been divorced. Seeing her pull her car into the driveway, I immediately headed over, though hesitant to ask, too curious and worried about my dear friend not to.I stood at the screened kitchen door and knocked, moments later Janice appeared, seeing me, and smiled, though it was an acknowledged friendly smile that she in fact somehow knew who I was."Hi, I'm Mark Edwards," I said introducing myself. "I live next door to your mother." Yes, I know, mom's told me. Slowly moving my finger in and out, which was starting to feel very good.I took the beads out of the package and added lube to them too, the first was the size of a pea up to the biggest one almost the size of a golf ball. I laid down on the bed on my side and touched the smallest one to my rosebud, with a gentle push, it went inside very easily. Slowly I pushed the second one in then the third. I was starting to feel pressure as the fourth one entered inside me. Six more to go, as it was. I was going to quit, but he told me I could simply work around my own schedule. I could take part in cases and still handle my babysitting job, which was what he called me watching over Chris. Years from now it would pay off for Arturo, but that's another story.Over the years I've come to have relationships with many of the lawyers in town. We do referrals both ways. Lawyers often refer a client to a PI to help get evidence for a divorce, and vice versa. It came as no surprise to me that I knew.