Sort of get to know each other better.”“Em, Rachel has already said it clearly: You are one of us.”Joan and I made love. Sunday afternoon, we no...longer felt like we’d been parted for two months and desperate to get back together. We’d taken it easy enough for the two hours we were together on Saturday that we could just relax and joke with Rachel at lunch. It still seemed strange to my eighty-year-old to have two girlfriends who got along with each other and even made plans to ‘get together’. How humiliating! And what wouldmy mother say!Although everything was a bit of a blur, I do remembersome of the humiliating comments the neighbors made asI wiggled my way home: "Nice ass, Baby!" and "I toldyou he was a queer," shall forever be imprinted in mymemory. Even a little boy on his bike called out to me"Shake it, don't break it!" as I walked up ourdriveway. The nerve!At first Mom didn't recognize me when I entered thehouse. "What happened to you!" she exclaimed. "Did thescouts do. Pris kept the security people busy.Beau and I completed the month and a half review class and an intensive weekend review before the exam. The New York Bar Exam was given the Tuesday and Wednesday of the third week in July. We rested Monday, the day before the exam. Beau and I felt ready for the exam.On Wednesday after I finished the exam, a driver drove me to the airport, where Pris waited with the Aero Commander. She flew us to Nashville. I reviewed my notes on the Tennessee law on the way.. Behind him, Lucas’s breath was becoming a bit labored, too. At least, he had to put some work into spanking the servant.“The truth, Cory, or you won’t be able to sit down for a while,” Lucas warned.Cory tried to move, but a hand on his back was keeping him in place. “Please, Master,” he begged.“Don’t play that card with me,” Lucas spat, and this time, the slap felt more vicious.Cory was on the point of breaking. It was not because it hurt, although it did; it was because it was Lucas punishing.