Ethel sighed, and I looked down at her to see the lines on her face disappear, and I could see the beauty that must once have been hers. Still was, I ...uppose.I anointed her and pronounced a formal blessing, whereupon I dried up, with nothing more to say.Ethel looked up at me and smiled. "Thank you, Father. I feel much easier. Thank you so much." Better thank God, Ethel. I have no power of myself." There was a moment I can only describe as a deep communion and I found myself regretting my youth,. ”She picked up the cane, flexed it in her hands and asked, “Do you know what this is?”“A cane,” I stammered.“Not just any cane, but a senior cane. As Head Boy, you have a position of responsibility. You should be setting high standards and not lowering them. This cane will remind you of this most forcefully. What punishment do you deserve?”“Maybe six strokes.”“Six strokes would be suitable for a junior boy, but oh, no. Six is nowhere near enough. Try again.”I do not know if Sophie had ever. She’s got a nice ass too, of course. Jordan is an “ass man” like Brian (I like butts too!); he definitely prefers his women to have big asses.“Okay, so this happened last weekend,” I began. “We were having a movie night with my sister and her girlfriend, right.”Brian studied Jordan and Kristen’s faces. He always liked seeing their reactions to our stories. They definitely looked interest -- our stories never disappointed. “And this guy,” I nudged Brian with my elbow, “just couldn’t wait until. .Now, the needles come in a large box of a hundred (!), with sets of five needles packaged together in a thin paper/plastic wrapping. Each individual needle is topped with a brown plastic head and sheathed in a clear plastic holder. If you’ve had an injection or if you have given blood, you know what I’m talking about.To start, I unwrap 10 needles, but leave them in their plastic scabbards. Anna is lying on her back on her bed, with a couple of towels spread under her in case there is some.