Ron was right, not realising before but we were both fairly wet, sweating. Jean, turned her head towards Ron, “You oaky hun? would you like to join... in?” she asked. “No, its alright, you finish him off, I’ll be downstairs,” said Ron. As he said that, Jean, shouts quite loudly, “F U C K!” I shushed Jean. Ron said, “Its okay, I don’t mind her being loud, I can listen to that no problem.” With that Ron, puts on his gown and walks out the room, but leaves the door open. Jean, had her head. His smile was really starting to irritate me. For some reason, the little crocodile poem in Alice in Wonderland began running through my mind. I was starting to think that I was one of the little fishes that are welcomed with the crocodile’s “gently smiling jaws.”The voice of the person who had been counting the strokes began again. The Divine General’s sister was now standing next to the bound couple swinging with all her might. Unlike before, the whip now gave a distinctive “Snap!” with each. He asked for more clothing, and he was told,"No, there was nothing more for him right now." Etc etc etc.There were plenty of reasons for why Terry did not then walk out or runaway. He didn't have any money. His only clothing in the beginningamounted to a pair of very tight shorts, and a pair of earrings(without shoes, the prospect of walking on the hot sand was out, and asunburn would follow very quickly). Terry couldn't read any of thesigns. The only person who spoke English to him was. We shared a shower, and while Sandy was getting dressed in a sharp new business suit and finishing her hair, I prepared grapefruit and English muffins for breakfast. She was going to take my car to get to her interviews in Bethesda, so I pointed out the easiest route on a map and made sure that she would have it with her. We left the apartment together, and after a hug and a kiss, I wished her luck and set forth on my way to work.When I got in to work, I saw Murray, who said, "I have good news.