Reins were also attached to the cuntrings of X53211. This was to encourage her lest she should not keep the pace. The pace set by the slavedriver was ...erciless. Again and again the carriage whip fell across the naked flesh of the unfortunate blonde but she could not keep the pace. At noon she collapsed. She was quickly revived and taken to the whipping post where she received 20 lashes with the cat-o-nine-tails. After this punishment she was again chained to the plow and lashed with the. McPhee said, still focusing on rubbing his grubby old hands on Tamzin's bottom.Tamzin was delighted that she had on the denim shorts to prevent any further humiliation, although she knew that this too was probably about to change.Carla was looking on with a very watchful eye, but she didn't say anything at all to interrupt Mr. McPhee from the matters at hand.While Mr. McPhee played with his hands rubbing Tamzin's bottom, he also turned his focus for Tamzin's neck where his tongue was licking. Do you have something specific?”“I’m concerned about a friend—well, the daughter of a friend. Actually, the daughter’s friend.” I explained casually as I could. That certainly wasn’t a great start. It sounded like I was covertly asking about myself. “I’m wondering if certain behaviors that we’ve observed might be indicators of something more significant or if it’s just part of growing up.” Cora encouraged me to tell her what was on my mind, so I plunged ahead. I explained some of what Cali told. Now I was not a prude, but I did think that would need some explanations to the girls when we finally did get to visit. Jim had a good point though. "Better naked and talking then pieces in a meat case."When we finally got back home Monday night, there was a whole list of things that Jim had dropped off for me to take care of. Apparently he had been to the house and picked up a lot of things that Liz had packed up so I would not have to, and had taken them to where Liz was staying. The sitter.