THWACK.The last two stripes were again delivered in quick succession and this slightly surprised Fatima, but she recovered quickly to say, "Five and S...x, Master. Thank you Master."Clearly her sponsor had chosen well, but the Emir thought privately that the four points would be a big handicap. Time would tell, however."Contestant seven," said the Emir, "Come to the whipping dais."Lama came forward and, as she had been instructed, removed her abaya and her finery."Which whip have you chosen?". I smile to myself as I spotted my latest target. The owner of said booty is this tall, curvy, dark-skinned sister I spotted walking through the Carleton University library on a fine Monday morning in mid-March. I saw her practically sashaying that magnificent booty from side to side as she made her way to the printer, and fiddled with the machine which for some reason wouldn’t take her student card. The arrival of Miss Booty at the machine hadn’t gone unnoticed by the local brothers, who sat at. "We could be here indefinitely grabbing at straws -You're right; there probably are spells that would work - , but thecure may be more damaging than the disease. You could end up even worseoff than you are now." she said bluntly, "If I were you, I'd just leavewell enough alone..." I wasn't sure how to take that, exactly. "I'd always thought thatif true magic existed then the possibilities of its use would belimitless. After all, isn't the essence of magic just making theimpossible real?" "Good. Why don't you give me a little treat? I told you I get very little female company up here at the lodge, so I really miss seeing sexy women like you. Why don't you reward me for bringing you here for a picnic by taking off your top and letting me enjoy a rare view?" He had put on a gentle persuasive voice and no doubt had given her a warm, comforting smile. I knew from experience that his compliments would also soften Jill.My wife's head turned to him and she paused before responding. "Well I.