After a moment, she realized she was alone. A small sigh of relief. She was at peace. But that only lasted for a breath. Suddenly the lights came ...on, exposing her foul, deprived cell. No windows, no fresh air. Just brick and the revolting smell of mold and slime. The concrete floor, blackened by an eternity of dust and grime. She could see tables stacked with rusty tools and old coffee cans. One thing caught her eye though. On a cart next to her, there was a rusty metal box. Not very. She drew it way back and then whipped it hard on my bottom. She kept going with a follow-through and kicked one leg up before she got ready for the next one." How did the first one feel?" I couldn't believe that a leather strap could hurt that much. But then she whipped as hard as she could. She gave me the whole twenty five like that. I started to yell after the first few, and I said 'Please stop!' several times."The woman's hand moved to his pubic area and her slender fingers lightly touched. " Me too. Refreshingly honest." Agreed his colleague before he looked at me. "So what do we do know?"I shrugged. "Whatever is normal given the circumstances."After some deliberation it was agreed that I was given a verbal warning and sent back to my depot. The union man, along with the senior shop steward were waiting for me outside. I immediately cut off their complaints and informed them that I would not be calling on their services again and would only remain in the union because it was. We have a lot of relatives we have never seen before just pop up now that my parents have hit the Jumbo Lottery. Melissa (my sister) and me (Mark) both know, as well as my parents; that these relatives are out for a share of our fortunes. My parents, though, are not the best parents in the world. They never really took much of an interest in Melissa or my affairs even before the lottery. They were both interested in getting their hands on money any way they could; even running insurance.