I warn you it will make you shed some tears."I had the feeling that Eloise did not want me to read it. I already had a sense of what might be in it fr...om what my father had told me and from what Mom and Eloise had told Teri. This was diametrically opposed to what I was being told now. I had the letter. I might not read it, but I could at any time.Eloise got into the van with Teri at our last stop before reaching Plattsburg. We were going to be early enough so we would be able to unload and turn. .. The reverend cut that bit of wishful thinking off before it got him hospitalized or killed outright."I do," Miranda answered. If that runty little preacher gets any slobbers on the front of my dress I'm going to deck him right on the spot. Then she remembered her five foot five cousin Brian and what happened the time they went skinny dipping a couple of years ago. I swear I thought he was going to lick my tonsils when he got his nose in my goodies. Pity the only long thing about him was his. ’I doubled the thick belt in two. It was really quite awesome. She was right about it being old. The pub is called the Miners Arms and this is a genuine miner’s belt, old, gnarled and full of character, she was also right about its popularity. It was said to be over a hundred years old and its original owner lived in the little cottage now owned by old Jack. He maintains it was used regularly to beat the miner's hapless wife! Every day people would rub their fingers over its old shiny. A mental note of what he might find rolled through my mind; anal beads; vibrating nipple clamps; funky pink love balls; finger tingler; a pack of lacy pink thongs purchased that morning; cock rings in various shapes and sizes; handcuffs with fluffy lace finishing; a few vibrators and a mobile phone. “I said hands to your side and walk in a straight line.” The constant hiss and chatter from their radios came to an abrupt halt; silence filled the air as the rain stopped and the late afternoon.