" Yes, Ma'am. And ya fell out of the driver's seat as I stopped yer hoss. Ya got a small cut on the side of yer head when ya fell. I think it's stoppe... bleedin', but ya'll pro'bly have a head ache fer a while. Where were ya headed?" I was headed home from town." She looked around and said, "My house is only about a mile over thataway." She pointed off to the right. "Could I impose on ya ta he'p me git the rest of the way home?" Shore thing, Ma'am. Oh, I'm Andy Hopper. Jus' call me Andy." And my. ? She walked over to Cindy and stood on theleft side of the spread legged girl.? Sheused the rope to tie Cindy?s hands and feet to the chair to keep her inplace.? ?You?re going to have one hot,smoking bottom after I get done with your 30 lashes,? said the mother.? With that, she slashed the belt down near thetop of her bare cheeks.? Cindy screamed ?Thatfucking hurt!? as the white line from the impact changed to red. ?Now, watchyour language young lady,? said the mother.?Tommy could already feel. He delivered it to me and I asked him why he was not nude like the others. He replied “Well, why aren't you nude? I only get nude if someone I like asks me to and leaves a tip.” “How big a tip?” I asked. “$5 does it and I drop the pants till they leave.” I smiled and forked over the price of the beer and told him to come back in a few minutes with another beer. He went to the other side of the bar as I sipped my drink and looked around. The others in the bar were stealing glances at me. I. ’ Without further ado, Brooke takes the mic as Elisa’s guitar tune recording plays in the background. The gaunt brunette closes her eyes to drown out the crowd as she begins to sing. She would really rather be somewhere else, but for her friend, she’s ready to give it her all. She delivers the poetic, romantic verse with a rare heartfelt quality to her voice. It doesn’t send the audience into incredulous awe. It isn’t the accidental discovery of the world’s best singer. But it is a surprisingly.