”“You needn’t wait for us,” said Prudence.“My Mamma would tan my hide if she found out I ate before everybody else was seated,” he said. �...�Smells good, though, so please hurry.”They settled in and Bobby laid his hands, palms up on the table at each side of him. Prudence stared at him and he actually blushed.“Sorry,” he said. “Habit. We hold hands for grace at our house.”Prudence felt a stab of guilt. She hadn’t said grace for years ... hadn’t been grateful for much during that time.“That sounds. He went to a closet off the main area and shut the fountain off, turned a big valve and threw a switch that pumped the water from the pool. The water level began lowering immediately. The container on the side of pool was right at six foot long and about a foot square.By the time the ATF team arrived, the pool was empty so they could inspect what we had found. They had a portable fluoroscope and set it up to view the long box. They were watching their monitor as they moved the scope from one. Like a buggy ride on a sunny afternoon. I noticed her visibly relaxing and smiled to myself. The riding crop soon found its way into my hand. How I adore the crop myself! Such a coaxing and cunning device with many applications and sensory outcomes. Little taps at first, very slight sting. Still building on tempo, we had broken out into a trot. She pushed out her arse a little, feeling game. Her buttocks had turned a cheery pink as blood rushed to the surface. Diving off. ‘Oh yes,’ it’s especially good with the seasoned fries,’ the waitress, more or less yells. ‘That’s sounds awesome!’ As the eighteen year old surfaces again. ‘Okay,’ as she writes in on her notepad, ‘honey, what can I get you, honey?’ That spicy chicken sandwich sounds really good, but I always like a good burger I don…, ‘oh!’ I yelp as somebody has kicked me from under the table, ‘what the hell…?’ As I look up at Kate, who shrugs over to the waitress, what was she talking to me, the waitress.