It was lucky, she thought, that this work was so dull and repetitive. It gave her plenty of opportunity to exercise her creative talents and come up w...ith a plausible story to relay over lunch. There was no way she was getting spanked again, her poor bottom would not stand it. By lunchtime, Kitty was confident that she had spun the perfect tale and she positively looked forward to the Captain’s return. It would be a small private victory to pull the wool over his piercing eyes, she would feel. Concentrate on the clock. Watch the numbers change. You can do this. I have to pee. 5:03 5:04 5:05 What the fuck time does it get light out? I hear a high-pitched buzz in my ear, and it takes every ounce of strength I have left not to swat at it. Maybe the spider will swallow the fly. Perhaps we’ll all die. 5:06 5:07 5:08 Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall. Ninety-nine bottles of beer. Take one down. Pass it around. Thirty-seven bottles of beer on the wall. 5:41 5:42 5:43 It should be. Shirley uske uper se uthti hai oor sofa pe bet jati hai...fir Shirley ko apni Bachpan ki pic dekhata hai wo Shirley ke sath chipak ke Beth jata hai Shirley jb picture dekhne mein Busy thy toh prit uske thigs ko touch krrha hota hai dhree dhree kbi uske baalo ko kbi uske bund ko Shirley toh pics dekhne mein. Busy thy oor prit uski jawani ko loutne mein ab shirley se ek photo gir jata hai toh jese hi use utane lgti hai uski bdi si gand prit se samne hoti hai prit Shirley ki gand dekh kr bekabu ho. She had 3 cracked ribs, a bruised lung, kidney and spleen. Numerous bruises over her body and legs. Her lips were puffy and split.. I could just kill the bastard who did this to her.I didn’t really know just what to say. I held her hand and gave it a reassuring kiss. I asked the usually dumb question, are you ok, how are you feeling, anything that I can get for you, etc. She just look at me and tried to smile, but I could see that it cause her pain to do that.“Can you tell me just how this.