The cabby got in and in some mideastern accent so thick I could hardly understand him said ‘O’Hare?’ ‘What airline?’ ‘Continental’ I rep...ied curtly, ‘and try to make I quick, I have a 3 o’clock flight.’ I sat back in the cab as he pulled away from the curb and into the late Friday afternoon traffic. I cursed under my breath, as I could tell by the way we were moving that I would never make my flight. My mind began to drift to Jennifer. I smiled and closed my eyes, and I could see her with that. "That's quiteall right." Oh, but I insist."Tiffany's heart beat fast. She found that she was still afraid of thecruel, abusive sorceress--indeed, she was terrified of her. "You aren'tgoing to shove that baseball bat up my ass?" she blurted.Charisma smiled at the shemale's obvious anxiety. "No."Tiffany looked relieved."I have something else in mind for you," Charisma said, her voice assmall as the calm before a storm, "something that will leave a muchlonger and more emphatic impression on you. ..after thirty minutes I come looking for you. If I find you in the first half hour you will receive 20 lashes, in the second half-hour you will receive 15 lashes. That go down to 10 in the third and only 5 in the last half hour.- Yes Mistress- if I do not find you after two hours I'll shoot a shot in the air and we will meet to the abandoned hut in the woods and come back together at home.- yes Mistress.Was almost ten o'clock when Francesco came out of the house naked at a quick pace: the. That is, until Mr. Stone reached over with his other hand and ripped the crotch out of Sherry's panties. When he did that and exposed Sherry's hairless, wet, pink slit, Pete squeezed so hard it hurt. When Stone started jabbing his stubby finger in and out of her hole real fast, and Sherry drew her legs up and laid her knees out, Pete made a grab for my twat. I clamped my legs together on his hand and held his wrist. His fingers were clawing at my crotch, driving me mad. Sandy just sat there.