It’s always something.So ... for the second time in a month, Wendy went inside to pay. She picked up a gallon of the blue stuff for the washer bottl....There was a banner over the register counter... We Sold A Winner! she read.“What?” she asked the clerk.“The BIG one,” the girl responded.“Who to?”“We don’t know, they haven’t come forward, yet,” said the clerk.Wendy paid for her purchases ... including the cup of half coffee half hot chocolate and left.Spring turned into summer, nearly every day. She could only babble begging, crying. The men were quiet waiting. The BOSS brought the belt down over Jolene’s thigh’s.The sound of the belt hitting her thighs again echoed through the room. Her already bruised legs became redder and redder. The men yelled and laughed. ‘Again. Again. Again.” The cries and screams from Jolene became fainter. The nails hold her ass in place became more and more painful as her ass twisted with each blow.Jolene passed out as the belt cracked over her tortured. She went to a community college. She took classes at night. She put in a couple of years as a paralegal. She took more classes online. She passed the bar exam in one try. It took me three. We both went into government work, me into politics and her into justice. I made it to the White House. She made it to my closet on Air Force One via the secret passenger protocol that has its roots back in another President's term. The first secret passenger was code named "Bombshell". Sally's codename is. This year's group had been especially successful in not only enjoying themselves but in really learning and opening up with each other in their intimate sessions there in the Ellis home. There were only a few meeting nights left before the Group would officially dissolve even though some or all of the Group members might continue to meet through the summer months after they'd graduated.Ron and Janet welcomed all the high school kids that had been active in The Group through the months and they.