. going back after those silly cunts won that election, are you? It’d be a shame to lock that up and never use it again!” the woman pointed to my ...bulge, which was admittedly on display through my khakis.“No, definitely not going back! Nor is she. My wife’s none too happy, but she shouldn’t have voted for New Order then, should she? I’d be a fool to go home to that kind of cold welcome,” I admitted, putting a smile on the stranger’s face.“I should add, however, that Nina here is my new. " I did smile when I said it to lighten the impact."Are you sure that you are ready to go home," the nurse asked."Sweetie, all I'm doing here is sleeping and going to the bathroom. You can use this space for someone who needs care," I said."Well, you need to find a ride home," she said. "You certainly are not safe to drive." I think we can agree on that," I said with a smile.I made the call from my cell phone. "Jen it's me Max," I said."I know, what in the world do you want at eight in the. ” I saw the fear in her eyes and she started crying as she said “Master, i am sorry, i am sorry. i have learned. i just made a mistake.” I said “Will cunt, after tonight you will not be making in more mistakes.” I closed the door, shut the curtains, set the camcorder back onto the tripod and turned it on.I picked up the rod and was about ready to set the timer, when I realized that with her ass already very sore that she would be doing more than crying with me caning her ass. So I turned up the. ‘She also had a panic attack a couple of days ago. It was bad.’ Brandon’s eyes widened, concern gripping his mind. ‘I thought she didn’t get them anymore,’ he said, slightly troubled. ‘She’s been better.’ ‘That’s what we thought as well,’ Emily nodded, leaving the stool to pour the tea. ‘But that night I was woken by the sound of her being sick in the bathroom. We found her cold and sweaty, trembling all over.’ ‘Did she have a nightmare or something…?’ ‘Possibly. She couldn’t say anything,.