"That's a big 10-4 doll. I love you!"She watched his rig drive out of sight. Wishing she was still with him. Then she walked toward the store to look ...for her sister, who was picking her up. She found her near the vending machines, drinking a soda and reading the newspaper. "Hi Sis, how long have you been sitting here? "Her sister saw that Amanda was beaming from ear to ear. "Oh not long, did you have a good time honey?" I will tell you all about it on the drive home."As her sister drove to her. Your compassion was welcome but your lack of self restraint was not. You were wrong, just as my son was wrong. But, there is more to it."Charity now looked me in the eye and told me the depth of the problem."Celina was John's girlfriend before she married Bobby. It was Bobby who took her away from John and that caused a great division between my sons. It was not Celina's fault and we never blamed her since she was truly in love with Bobby. She couldn't help her feelings and she told John to his. Not to mention the embarrassment of going for the waxing with a bright red bottom.Crack."Who decides when you eat sweets?" Sir, you decide." She was allowed one small sweet every other day, without having to ask. Part of her wanted to always have to ask. To be fed sweets only from his fingers. Of course, there were no sweets when she was bad. Bad girls didn't get those, either. Crack.She gasped, her head raising up, her mouth open in a silent cry.“Who owns your bottom, pet?”“You do, Sir. . The envious Gretchen watched with her hardeyes burning holes in me, certainly contemplating her revenge.The car arrived, shiny and plush, and the handsome chauffeur drove me tothe party, where Gene served as host in an immaculate gray tuxedo thatmade him look like the dapper fashion maven he was. He escorted me insidefor a grand entrance and introduced me to Prentiss, who was very handsomeand manly, even dressed in a period costume of a lacy blue satin coat andblue pumps with two-inch heels,.