"Her Dad put sun cream on the little skin that was exposed on his daughter and then went to sit on a reclining chair a few metres away. He lay back to...enjoy the sun but for Claire the sun was torture. She was standing there on a hot June day sweating endlessly. This punishment dress was too much for her to bear and she moaned quietly to herself.It was 4 oclock as she had cleaned most of the day and her arms and feet already hurt, she shifted her weight but it did little good. She had little. Though he was an esteemed member of the community, his wife usually came last on his priority list. She was merely a child-bearer, caretaker, cook and wife. And, in the evening a submissive and convenient receptacle for his passions. Mrs Cassandra Garrison was a beauty. She had been a cheerleader in high school, she kept in shape, took care of her appearance. She had long dark hair, and many people thought she looked like Catherine Zeta Jones. Her breasts were soft and full, and she cared for. Suyin turned towards me, "you want to come in for a visit?"I shrugged my shoulders, not sure what to say. She grabbed my hand and pulled me towards the house. Nok got up and followed us to the house. Suyin lead me to her bedroom, confusing me with what was going on. While Nok headed off elsewhere in the house.She sat me on the bed and stood in front of me, "time for you to come clean Derreck, what happened?" I looked at her, "come clean about what?" I could tell she was a little perturbed with. " What I want to know more than that is what happened after the digi-pix." Red grimaced a little trying to resist the restraining straps. "Because if we do find out bus... I mean Garth, and live to tell about it then we are going to become quite popular." What do mean?" asked Garth."Think about it. The mystery of The Fletcher solved. Fletcher himself found being held prisoner in the Kohlner Zone. This has got to be the biggest news story since the rest of the ship was destroyed. Not to mention.