Mrs Surridge snapped, “Miss Harman, I will be spanking you first. Miss Castle, you will get up and face the wall until I am ready to deal with you.�...�� Chloe asked, “Mum, why don’t I deal with Miss Castle?” Miss Castle’s mouth dropped open. Surely not, she thought. Chloe was younger than her and less senior. If anything it should be Mrs Surridge who dealt with her. She was about to say so but was beaten to it by Mrs Surridge. “Good idea, Chloe.” Mrs Surridge could tell that Miss Castle wanted to. "Ok then, how about right now," I remarked with a bit of a chuckle, but hoping it wouldn't be taken as a joke. Understandably, Lilly seemed confused. "'What do you mean?" she asked, sounding uncertain."Well quite frankly I'm disappointed with what you've done, but I'm even more disappointed that my wife is too drunk to fuck me tonight, so I think you can help me out."Hearing this, Lilly took a step back and then sat back down on the couch again, still looking confused. She hesitated with her. But with each step she'd somehow felt as if she was moving closer and closer to her doom. Stupid, but she couldn't shake the feeling, and the silent gawking she got from everyone wasn't helping. Of course, she should be used to that now. That was, after all, why her hair was the colour that it was.Her grandmother's eyes were closed! Relieved, she turned away, but found herself face to face with a young nursing aide, who somehow swept her into Grandmother's room. "Edna, dear, look, Steph has. When we stopped for a break, Amy never talked with any of the other campers, choosing to stay close to myself.I was sipping on some water from my canteen, watching the others, when I casually looked at Amy. She smiled and proffered a quick wink. I winked back, just for the fun of it. Amy giggled and looked off in another direction.Once we had gone a few kilometers, we approached a fork in the trail. I directed the group to take the right fork which would take us down to a river that ran through.