’ Josie persisted. Jessie looked at her as she opened the door. ‘This conversation is over Josie.’ She turned around and almost collided with Ad...m. Again. ‘We seem to be doing this a lot,’ he noted. ‘Yeah. I really have to go now. It was nice meeting you Mr. Cambridge,’ she said breathlessly. She stuck out her hand for him to shake. He took it and pulled her closer to him. Before she could pull away, he kissed her briefly on her cheek. It was so soft she thought she imagined it but she could. ‘Trevor, just drop it, okay?’ I ask him, no I plead with him, but somehow I know he’s not going to listen. ‘Who the fuck does he think he is thinking he can touch one of my girls?’ he nearly spits he’s so furious. Well, he’s a client, I think but don’t say, and you fucking gave him my phone number and a price to do more than just touch me. That’s not what Trevor means though. How dare a client hit me is what he means. How dare anyone but he hit me is what he means… ‘Trevor, please, just drop. “There we go,” he said, “Now just nineteen more.”He raised the cane for the twelfth stroke, and Sarah felt her head starting to grow light as she once again presented her bottom for the cane, relaxing herself as much as she possible to prevent herself from suffering the burn.“Swish!”“T-…twelve!”“Swish!”“T-…thirteen!”“Swish!”“F-…fourteen!”On and on it went until each blow sent stars dancing before her eyes, and she felt as if she was going to faint. By the time they reached the twenties, her. "Yes, Aunt Charlotte. What's up?" Stacie listened for a moment. "You'd better open it," she said. Once again she listened. Then she said, "Hold on, I'll get Jack." She held her hand over the receiver and said to me, "Darling, you'd better take this. I think it's serious."I went into the sitting room and picked up the phone. "What's happening, Charlotte?" Jack," she said, "this envelope came today from the Supreme Court of Ontario. It's addressed to Stacie. I just opened it. There's a legal.