Caller ID told me that it was Becky."Are you sore?" You can't believe it. I can hardly walk. What about you?" I'm not only sore down there, but he rea...lly hurt my boobs. They're all black and blue. It even hurt me to dry them after my shower." Do you suppose it always hurts this much?" Becky, it can't. Nobody would do it." Well, the guys would. They don't hurt this morning." That's probably true. But I really think it was because it was our first time. At least I am hoping it was." Are you gonna. ‘Could you read the highlighted parts out loud?’ I looked them over and was slapped again across my breasts. ‘Read. Out loud. Now’ ‘Ok, ok – I agree to be subjected to exposure at the hands of whomever I am assigned to and to submit to whatever treatment they wish to impose on me, including binding, instruments, torture, and every form of subjugation and humiliation.’ ‘Further!’ ‘Alright! In return for allowing myself to be used in such a way the only guarantee I have is that nothing. ” I didn’t have an excuse, I was too worried about the girls’ activity to remember my name, let alone this appointment.“Ok, let’s do this,” said Cynthia. She turned and led me into the temple to her room. I knelt on the floor near the center of her bed.“Pull up your shirt, I want to see the wound.” The bitchy sister complied and exposed her right breast revealing an ugly scar that nicked the lower part of the firm flesh. I placed my hand gently on her abdomen. “This is going to take a lot out. It struck him she had none."Stop there!" he cried, and ran back to his room. He fished out a necklace and earrings, gold inset with diamonds, but not too showy, that his grandmother left to him. 'Give them to the girl you are going to marry, ' she had said. He wasn't going to give them to Claire just yet but she could wear them.He brought them to Claire, "Would you like to wear these tonight?" he asked.Her eyes glistened and she admired them. She nodded, turned her back and waited for him to.