The following evening, after making supper for her Father, Joan walked to the church and knocked on the rectory door. Father Paul answered and invited...her in. As the parish was pour, they only had four books. One was a bible, the second was a book called, ‘Entrance to Heaven’, which was a guide for priests. The third and forth were written in Latin, a language in which Joan had no knowledge. Father Paul told her to be seated by the fire, picked up the book in Latin and began to read. ‘When a. I steeled myself for the axe and then suddenly it was my turn to take the long walk down to the office at the end of the hall. Mr. Randolph Hoover was ugly, fat, fifty, bald and black as the ace of spades. He motioned me to sit down and then he looked down at the file in front of him."I see from your file that you have come a long way since you hired in. Would you consider yourself an ambitious person?" Of course. I had hoped to be the company's first female vice president and eventually maybe. “That’s okay,” she laughed. “You don’t have to send those back!”“I’ll have to make sure Susan doesn’t find these in the laundry,” Brad chuckled. “She might have some questions.”The two got cleaned up and dressed. Brad helped Susan in the kitchen while Barry brought their mother to spend time with him and Janet. They kept the connection going through dinner, making the best of a bad situation.After dessert, they exchanged less-intimate gifts. Barry and Susan had conspired to get everyone virtual. I would not wish such a trip on my worst enemy. And yet I know in my heart that I deserve so much more than that as a just punishment,” Victoria whispered urgently.“I imagined asking you to beat me again. To cane my breasts and especially both nipples. I might have received a disease from one of those men and I want a physical torment to match my mental torment. At least find some binder clips and attach them to my nipples as my father once had to do to my mother. I won’t remove them until.