“Be at the same place as last time at 2.30pm and you will find out won’t you “I say with a grin. I meet her 2.30 pm outside the back workshop, ...ver her shoulder was a brown bag, she looked around to make sure no one see’s then asked if we can go inside. I let her in then lock the big doors behind us and turn on the lights, in the middle of the workshop there is a golden brown 1982 GMC High sierra complete with chrome Bull Bars on the front and matching side steps. I have to admit, it was a. These things didn't match up.As I went to sleep that night I was determined to put all this gay shitbehind me and get on with the life I was always meant to lead -- that of astraight guy.The next few days were great. I couldn't wait to see Becky the next day andwe had a heck of a session that night when we had a chance to be alone. Itfelt good to be back in the driver's seat so to speak and all seemed rightwith the world.She was also thrilled that I seemed to be "back to normal". I just. Withher knickers once again pushed down and her skirt hauled up, she twisted backas far as she could to inspect the damage. Five crimson marks! But there hadbeen six strokes! Then she noticed how the highest mark was purpling and swollen.Of course! Now she remembered how the two first strokes had seemed higher upacross her bottom and how the second had hurt so much. He'd hit her twice inthe same place! She could see the ends of the two separate splaying out onthe outside of her right cheek. And. And it was actually helpful as it reminded her that they were sharing a room. By habbit she would've locked her room and would've passed out in no time. They had turned Sandy's room into a guestroom and she could she they had added an extra single bed in Ethan's room. There was enough distance between the beds, with Ethan's study table in between as well. It was far enough to give some privacy and also, the table covered the top quarter of Sandy's bed, but she could see the other side quite.