They arranged this public whipping as a way to display me. I want to do everything possible to increase my value so that they can make a great profit....We sex slaves have a term for these public whippings- Foreplay.My sentence is 12 strokes with the whip and six jolts with the electric prod. This is a light sentence. I was told that a big guard will whip me. He is noted for putting hard strokes on boys like me. I hope I put on a good show.I was led out to the public whipping post. My hands were. "Agreed, sisters," I said as I concentrated and time amazingly began tomove in reverse.Continuing to concentrate, I slowly rewound recent history until thethree recently deceased men were lying prone before us."So now what, sis?" Allie asked as we gazed at the time-frozen men. Inoticed the young guard's eyes were closed tightly.He knew exactly what he was doing and what his fate was to be.It was a good thing I didn't believe in fate!"I'll right this wrong," I replied as I released my sisters'. I don’t know where we’re going. Your father keeps telling me we’re having dinner at the Green’s,” Sharon answered looking over at Greg in irritation.Cathy sat up straight and looked at her mother. Incredulous, she asked, “You are going over to Robert Green’s house for dinner?”“Yes,” Greg answered, knowing that she was referring to the son. Sharon was stunned by the sudden interest of her daughter.“You better put on some jewelry to go with that outfit if you’re eating there,” Cathy said.Harry. I can’t stand this guilt any longer.”I was listening to all this from the kitchen. I had tears in my eyes when I went back into the living room. I put the flowers down, walked up to Cale and put my arms around his neck. I went up on my toes and kissed him and it wasn’t just a light peck on the lips. He stood there stunned for a moment. When I finally pulled back enough that he could speak he said, “You may be sorry you did that in a minute. I have a confession to make. I did something last.