She raisedher arm and brought down somethig flat and hard against my rearend. Most likely a paddle of some kind.The paddle hit me with a loud, stingin...g whack. "One!" I gasped outin pain. Another strike: "TWO!"Ms. Armstrong began to talk as she issued my punishment and Icontinued counting with every painful, yet sensual, thump. "This isonly the beginning of your reform, Daniel, but judging fromyour....uhh, response so far, I'm sure you will enjoy yourself.Have you had enough yet?" Yes, Ms.. I'll get even with Roger somehow!"I took her to her apartment. I asked her if she wanted to go to thehospital again. She said that she just wanted to soak in the tub forabout an hour. When we got inside, I filled her bath tub with hot water,helped her undress, poured her a glass of wine as she sat down in thewarm soothing water and also found two aspirn in the medicine cabinet.She thanked me and leaned back for a while with her eyes closed, onlymoving occassionally to take a sip of wine."I've. Both women smiled at Tara when she made eye contact with them, but mixed with those smiles was that same expression of uneasy dismay. And, like Danielle, both women gawked unabashedly at Tara's braless tits.Tara looked away, admiring the huge etched-glass front window, then noticed Danielle outside, across the street.Danielle was talking to the town sheriff, a muscular, attractive man in his forties who was perched in a wooden chair on the sidewalk in front of his office. Danielle appeared to. ”She smiled at me before going to put her teletype device away. Rebeca’s dependence on me was a bit worrying, but it fit the part of her personality she had shown so far. I just hoped that the devotion she showed to me would spread out to the girls as time went on. Yesterday’s incident was a sharp reminder that I wouldn’t be around forever, and I didn’t want her feeling abandoned when I died.Kitten popped back in as I finished washing and nodded to the rail on the wall as she picked up a towel..