As we ate, as if we were children again, slowly sucking the noodles and letting them splatter the sauce in that pasta kind of way. We had almost retur...ned to our normal joking when She pointed out the spaghetti scene in “The Lady and the Tramp.” I laughed and said, “Hey, we have pasta too,” in a Smirking way to say what I was really feeling. I started to suck down a long noodle and was pointing to the other end with a semi-smile, the best I could manage with a noodle in my mouth. She surprised. Well, now I knew the friends name too.I felt a slight stirring to my left as Heather rolled from her back towards me. A feeling of panic flooded through me. The girls froze too. I was pretty sure all hell would break loose if Heather saw what was happening. I continued to feign sleep. My only choice was to pretend I wasn't aware of what was going on.But Heather didn't stir further. Janelle began to boldly stroke me again. "We should stop..." Emma urged. Janelle shook her head no and. Did you see that runback? What was it you wanted?" I really need some time for myself." Well, that's fine honey. We don't have to go to my folks this weekend." Joe, you aren't listening to me — I need some space." Candy, things are a bit tight right now but maybe after the first of the year we can remodel the baseme..." Dammit, Joe! Listen to me. I need lots of time. I need lots of space ... personal space. Is that clear enough for you? I don't even have enough space to think!" Well, Honey, I. John disappeared from view, I could hear him walking behind me, suddenly my back caught fire, or so it seemed from the intense pain. Then my butt caught fire, I could feel the whip, or whatever he was using cutting into my skin with each stroke. John said nothing throughout. After about ten lashes or so I was ready to agree to anything he wanted. A bundle of twigs was thrown at my feet, I had been birched! Something hard was being pressed against my anus. The pressure stopped, and I hung there.