Marcy had enough awareness to cover her breasts with her arms, as she related what had happened. She ended her tale with the statement, ?Well, at lea...t I got out all right.?The look on Ernie’s face was, at first, puzzlement, then amazement, but his blood began to boil and he stared at Marcy with daggers in his eyes.?So you went looking where you had no right to, you stole a cigarette from us, you burned down our barn, you killed our cow and ruined my tractor, and all you can say is, ?at least. “Try not to take it personally she told me she loves the way you treat her and she would never want you to change.” My mom said comfortingly. “Sarah! Please come down you could use the nice breeze and fresh air; he’s going to the park!” “Fine!” she said slamming the door. “Alright are we all ready?” my mom said, “would you like me to make you guy’s lunches that you could take with you?” “Sure mom that would be wonderful.” I said. Nudging Sarah in the ribs “Thanks mom…” Sarah said slowly,. Hardly had the stroke fallen when the lash struck into her sex, the tender flesh taking the stroke and adding to the messages to the woman`s grey cells. Pain ebbing away from below, but the pins in the bra left her with a longer distraction. The whipping had stopped… they were waiting… falteringly her voice asked for the second round, her eyes shut now, tears falling to drip on her chest , her breath in sobs now, as the lash found the bra once again the sobs turned to cries of anguish, the. She could feel how she was blushing. She was not used to this. They had only told her that the European would be strange, not how they would be strange. She was wearing a white bra with laces, for that extra little boost of her self-confidence. She kept the shirt on, but open all the way down.Then he sat down and began to take his shoes and socks off, hardly looking in her direction. “Are you sure this...is normal practise in Europe, sir?” she asked softly, folding her hands in front of her.