“Good. Now I want you to open your eyes again but keep holding our hands. The detective will ask you some questions. Any time you feel bad, you sque...ze tightly and force the bad out, and the good will come back in. Okay?” Kirsten nodded, and Jack ordered her to open her eyes.Seeing the police officer again brought Kirsten to the point of collapse again, but she squeezed her mother’s and Jack’s hands and stayed in control. She took a deep breath and nodded.The detective watched this but didn’t. Mrs. Drake leaned around the corner and asked if everything was O.K. “No problem Ma’am, all finished,” Jake said, as he wiped his hand with an old rag hanging from his tool belt. “Be upstairs in a minute!” After gathering up all of his tools, Jake headed out to the truck to make out the bill. After all the parts and labor were included the total came to $450.00. “Not to bad,” thought Jake, as he went back into the house. Mrs. Drake took the bill and looked it over for what seemed to be a very. .”SLAP“...I...”SLAP“...say!”At this point, I was sniffling. My ass felt like it was on fire. I felt as if I were never going to be able to walk without pain again. This spanking felt so much harder than prior ones ever had. Perhaps it was the strangers’ eyes on me. He had finally taken a break, and I glanced around. The moviegoers' eyes projected a few different things--confusion, mild concern, and the majority looked turned on. There was a couple behind us to the left, and his hand was on her. "She's dead," he said to the Chairman. "Release her, and let him have his mate's body," Francois said before they turned to leave along with the crowd. When she was on the ground and the Enforcer who had beat her was gone, we let Larry go and he ran to her side. He picked her broken body up and held it in his lap as he cried in loss. I stayed with him, bringing a sheet that had been handed to me to hide her. I was tucking it around her, my head near her waist, when I caught the smell. It.