......Daisy, I said your fates weretied, intertwined if you will. The force of the blow you give, will bethe force you shall receive for your next fi...ve with the paddle."Daisy freezes mid-swing."So class what is Daisy considering.....?" Hir own self-interest." Exactly. A classic tension in our novels. Which side will win, let'ssee how this plays out."Daisy winds up and then barely touches my ass with the paddle five times."Self-interest, wins every time."Teacher gives Daisy five dainty blows,. “What is this place, what?” Oh shit. That addressing her correctly thing was going to be my downfall. “What is this place, Ma’am?” “You’ll see.” She grabbed her purse and got out of the car, then walked around. For a moment I was unsure if I should follow her example, but decided to stay put and wait for her order. It was the right thing to do. She opened my door with a smile and let her eyes roam over my exposed body. “Good. Now step out of the car, turn around until you face it and kneel. Walking back into the kitchen, he opened the cupboard and got a can of soup out. Emptying the contents into a pan, he then went about making a couple of sandwiches. Fixing a tray, he carried it into the bedroom to his wife. Here you go baby. He said, sitting the tray across her lap, then kissing her on the forehead. I wish you would have called me, I would have came home and taken care of you. It wasnt that bad Howard, just a little flu bug. She smiled back at him. She sipped her soup, and ate. I asked you to dress me upas a Muslim woman, to islamicise me if there is such a word?" Yes there is and I will, Nasrullah," Afroza replied. "But you willhave to come down to the mosque with us afterwards as it is time forprayers and no one will understand why you are heading the other way forZuhr." She needs lashes!" Said Jessenia. I thought for a moment she meantsomething involving a whip. "Wait, Afroza, you weren't seriously goingto let Nasrullah walk to the mosque under the gaze of.