He wasn’t going to do it until I made him.”Jen sighs and she says “I really wish you hadn’t done that.”So I say “Why?”And Jen says “Da... hates the idea of hitting someone and smacking is like hitting. I think it broke something inside him to do that to her.”And I say “But he smacked me and he didn’t seem to mind.”And Jen says “You didn’t see his face every time he was smacking you. He hated every second of it. I think it broke him inside every time he did it to you as well. He only did it. " Annie, I have to run, I have a busy day tomorrow, thanks for the tea."Brenda went to her apartment and changed into something more comfortablethan her work clothes, it felt good to get out of her heels. Brendapicked up her phone and called Tiffany at home."Hello," Tiffany said into the phone."Tiff, it's Brenda." Hi, what's up?" I wanted to talk about you becoming famous. You were worried about thatearlier today." I'm worried that all of this fame might blow my cover." How so?" I have these. Curt, how are you doing?" Let's face it. I'm unqualified for the stage at the club." There were shouts of protest, but I continued."Carol and I have something magical. Maybe we should have done it earlier, or maybe it wouldn't have worked until now. We have additional shared interests, such as military history, which we will explore. I consult in areas related to that."All of you are helping us expand on our past inhibitions. Believe me, it's amazing to get the frankness and acceptance that I'm. ” “Don’t say that too loudly,” I cautioned, and that removed the tension and we were both giggling. “Well we know that, and we did bring it on ourselves,” I said “She must be happy with us with how she finished off our caning.” “What, the cane strokes or what she did afterwards?” “The cane strokes, its’ just we haven’t had so few strokes of the cane since Mayan.” We both wondered whether Rachel was getting soft. “Do you need a cuddle?” I asked smiling. “Yes and more. Now come here,” Susie said.