As a boss it now behove me to order reprimands by way of beatings and in this particular case it turned out to be a young girl on the receiving end. S...e had been trading a bit but tried to pocket more than her share of the proceeds.As a business this couldn't be allowed to continue, so my mobster persona ordered a warning to be given. Naively I was thinking in terms of a bit of a slapping but 'my' enforcers had their own ideas. When I first found out about the punishment I didn't believe 'we'. Even far off Columbia had regular service. Likewise, there was a bonded messenger service, as well as a nurse on staff and MD on call.This was all nice. The main attraction, to parents, was that no men were allowed above the lobby—ever. Not boyfriends, brothers, or even fathers. Only bonded furniture movers, escorted, were allowed upstairs, and then on a posted schedule. It was the preferred way to deliver virgins to the altar. Immediately on moving in, Gretchen had fought an undercover war. Well nearly all.With a heave of his shoulders, Squire Pablo hefted his spade andshovelled another heap of dung across the stables into the barrow behindhim. Thick black flies buzzed in the air and sweat dripped down his browas he gritted his teeth and continued to work. It wasn't fair. When hehad ridden with the prince six months ago as one of his faithful squires,he had believed that glory awaited him. He would prove himself in battleand become a great knight.But he had learnt a hard. Most were already busy but I did manage to make plans to meet a couple guys at the club Saturday night. So I figured I would just lounge around tonight and tomorrow, go out Saturday, and see Beth on Sunday. Least that was what I thought I would do. That changed though. Early Friday morning, Beth calls and wakes me up. No biggie at all."Wha...what, who is it?" I said sleepily."It's me hon, Beth." Oh, Ohhh, hi sweetie, how was the trip," I said through a yawn."I know I must have woken you, I'm.