She does so without hesitation. I see her tears begin to wet the cloth. As I walk around to the other side of the bed I begin to wonder. Is she tru...y repentant or was she trying to test me? WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK!! Each mark being applied in the opposite direction of the previous marks.“Oh Sir, OH, I am sorry!” Whack, Whack!She says nothing after the last two reminders. Just a few quick breaths being drawn in and a slight sniffle. I sit down in the chair next to the bed very. "Nothing, just didn't realise how fast I was going" Well take it easy, you nearly had me through the screen." He soundedannoyed.She kept the speed to around eighty and were soon on the outskirts ofNorwich. Her concentration during the rest of the journey meant thatshe had not noticed her dress ride up her thighs showing more than shewould have liked. Kent noticed though which made the trip even moreenjoyable for him.He directed her around the town and they headed out past Wroxham toBarton. I called for Jenny to join me, and she was just as impressed as I was.We spent several hours photographing every inch of the carvings. We photographed each segment from several angles to make sure that every one of the marks showed up. At one place, there was a portrait that looked like a demon or monster out of the paintings from the Renaissance showing the creatures described in the Biblical Book of Revelations. Hell, it was scary looking, with a head sort of human-like, the forepart of the. ’ I used them to gaze at her steadily. ‘Thank you,’ I said softly. ‘Oh, god,’ she muttered. A strange combination of fascination and fear, tinged with awe, slowly spread across her face. ‘It’s started, hasn’t it?’ she whispered. ‘Just keep talking.’ She took a deep breath. That familiar sparkle began to appear in her eyes, and instead of looking around the room at intervals she now gazed squarely at me. ‘I’ve got such a strange feeling in the pit of my stomach. All my muscles seem to be.