There were still a great many things she didn’t comprehend, but she did know that she was Alan’s property, and slaves don’t ask impertinent ques...tions of their masters. Whatever Alan did to her, she accepted. * * * ‘I just saw Alan and Kate upstairs getting along like a house on fire,’ Mrs. Van Devanter told her husband. ‘Good. I know last time it was Kate who caused them to stop dating.’ He bit down on his pipe. He had stopped smoking it years ago, but still kept a few around anyway. ‘Good,’ he. It wasn't overyet!It was when I saw her unscrewing the cap of a bottle of nail polish -releasing that pungent chemical smell - that I started to panic a little.A manicure was one thing, but I couldn't go around with girly nails. Whatwould everyone say at work?"Ummm... you're not going to paint my nails too, are you?" I asked,sitting up but trying to sound nonchalant.Rae looked up in surprise. "Of course. Your nails are really soft andthey'll get damaged again in no time if we don't. But don't. I tried to calm myself down, sniffling at the snot that was running down from my nose. I must have looked like a mess. I couldn’t imagine what my ass looked like.When my hiccupping sobs had quieted, I felt my skirt tug higher and knew more was coming. I screeched on stroke eight, screamed on stroke nine, and was sobbing again on stroke ten. This was where he paused, and slid the cane along the curve of my ass. I could feel the welts as the cane moved along my skin. I heard him chuckle and say,. One was told she needed to be checked yearly and the other was told she needed to see an ophthalmologist to have the cataracts removed.For the evening Dan walked to a restaurant for dinner and back to the trailer to check his e-mail and watch a little TV.The next and the following days were almost a duplicate of the first day. What was a little different was Pam at her noon appointment. After doing the eyeglass prescription she asked him if she could see the remainder of the trailer. He was.
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