When she got to six Eliza stepped back, relaxed, and admired her handiwork. She seemed pleased with the result. Then came the moment that I had been b...oth dreading and looking forward to. She reversed the handle and passed the cruel looking instrument to me.“It might be an idea to stand on the other side,” she suggested, “to even out the effect. Be firm and try to aim for the nipples. It takes a bit of practice but I’m sure you’ll be fine.”It felt heavy in my hand compared to the light crop from. The conversation was easy but awkward at the same time, it flowed, there were no awful silences, but we both knew we were there to take the measure of the other and see if we wanted to go any further, which put an unnatural pressure on the situation.2pm came around too quickly, and with it, the end of my lunch break and our alloted hour. We left the cafe and had that uncomfortable "do we kiss?" moment outside, settling for a kiss on each cheek, before saying goodbye, and that, I thought, would. Lizzy texts me twice, both times saying, "Time tofreshen up, Jamie!"As instructed, I meet Lizzy at a downtown shopping area that night.Our first stop is "Heel Heaven," a massive shoe warehouse. It's twicethe size of the place I bought my four inch heels from."Your peep toes will work for the dress," she declares. "But I wantyou to have some business appropriate shoes as well. We can't have youwearing stilettos to class, can we?"I'm not ready for this. I don't want to do this, I say. But. People were tortured in Hell. Bad people went to Hell. People who hurt other people and were really mean to their sisters. He’d believed it until he was about seven. After that, he wasn’t sure what to believe. For one thing, their Grandma Harris died when he was seven and she had been really mean – she wasn’t nice and smiley like Grandmas were in books and she would tell him off for everything – and their mother had said that Grandma Harris had gone to Heaven, which made Matt wonder, if.