175 days you've lied to me. And you're going to count for each and everyone of them with 'I'm sorry, Master.'" Normally when he 'disciplined' me with ...is whip, I would tighten up my butt to ease the pain. But this time there was no use. He would start over if I did. Crack! "I'm sorry Master!" That's for the first day." Crack! "I'm sorry Master!" Two." Crack! "I'm sorry Master!"It kept going until we reached One hundred and seventy five. My ass burned. Tears were streaming down my face. I didn't. I looked around her at Kiley, who sat there with her mouth wide open. "Guess I should probably stop now huh? I don't want your mom finding out," I said. She looked at me, her mouth wide open, and when she finally spoke, I was surprised as hell. "Oh no. I've never seen someone do this up close and personal for real. Don't stop anything that you're doing," Kiley said. I was surprised. It was not what I'd expected her to say. But God, I didn't want to stop. Tammy was pushed against me, and had. “Okay,” Eve chuckled, knowing just how much her son loved waffles. They didn’t make them often, so it was a real treat when she did offer them.Jesse was just as grateful, as he could recall his mother making them as well, although they weren’t the big, thick ones that Eve’s machine produced. No matter. They tasted just as good, if not better, so between Mica and him, there wouldn’t be any going to waste.Gregor and Sabina joined them just as Mica was being served, rubbing their hands in. He'd never heard of anyone with dreams like he'd been having: wild, ghostly, full of danger and death and mystery."Yes sir. There's this one man ... it's his eyes, his face, and his long hair ... it's strange, like it's in ribbons of black and grey, almost white. First time, he just popped out of a thunderstorm. That is, I was dreaming and this big storm came up, and then I was standin' next to the creek and this person ... old man, I guess, in buckskins and paint ... he kinda came out of thin.
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