The sound of the slap filled the room and Claire gasped softly. Kali did not pause, her next slap struck the other cheek and she felt the girl flex a ...little. She continued the pattern, striking one cheek and then the other, hard slaps that filled the room with sound. She felt Claire flex against her legs, squirming under the blows. As the intensity built, the girl began to gasp as each slap rang against her bottom. Kali did not slow her rhythm, her hand began to sting and she imagined the sting. "For the next show, it is Novella and Kathrin, talking about being public about sexuality."There was a small crowd around our stage, barely 100 people or so. They clapped nicely, and we walked up to our seats. Novella was wearing a really neat pantsuit in dark burgundy red with a silky purple blouse underneath. Her curly black hair hung wild around her face as usual and she wore a pair of old-fashioned cateye glasses. Only the many open buttons on her blouse and the deep cut of the jacket. " He spit a brittle, smug laugh. His cruel words continued. "You and your little clique. All the cutesy nicknames you had for me. Poindexter. Four-eyes. Pizza face. Yeah, I remember them all. Looks like I got the last laugh though, don't it?"Her eyes would have bugged if they could as her memory crashed together like a jigsaw puzzle made from broken glass. Larry! What was his last name? Larry...Mill-something was all she could remember.Larry Mildew is what they'd called him. An ugly misfit that. OK, the requisition is in ... Delivered to your waist pouch. Now what?Now, I will find them some clothes so that they can appear in public without causing a stir.While I was talking to Honeybunch, the two women had dropped their blankets and were sitting on the bed completely exposed to my view. That's when the problem dawned on me. Honeybunch, what will be the best way to get rid of the parasites they are bound to be carrying in all that hair. They must be a walking parasite zoo from their.