“I am not telling you again to be still!” she yells at me. She slaps my ass over and over again. Harder and harder with each smack. I start to ...moan and arch my ass up towards her hand, loving and hating the sting of each slap on my ass. My breathing becomes erratic, as I start to pant almost with each slap on my ass. Tears forming in my eyes as I start saying, “Please….Please.” over and over. Finally Elaine stops and rubs her hands on my ass saying, “So nice and red, I like your. She sounded Italian." Oh, that is Sophia, a cousin of mine, or Mammas, I'm not sure which,"he said. "Last week she got laid off from the grocery store she wasworking at in Toronto. She is not a citizen yet, and if she has no jobshe has to go back to Italy. So she came here. I have a lot of cousinsin Toronto, and they think that because we own a store we are rich, andcan give them jobs. Mamma is always telling them no, and they getupset." The store is doing better, especially with all the people. On that occasion she had been made to step into a small chamber which had then closed behind her, leaving her in a four feet square enclosure. The confinement was bad enough but immediately on stepping in she noticed a chill in the air. By the time she was let out a half hour later, the place was below freezing.She was not surprised that she had not caught a chill. Emma had never been ill in her life, despite many duckings and soakings as a somewhat wild tomboy. Viruses and bacteria seemed to. "I am always working on new ideas," Mark replied, "it's always good to stay ahead of everyone."Mark looked over at Nissie hoping that would put her fears more to rest. The strain behind her smile was enough to convince him that it was time to get up and get going. Calling up his display, he saw that Tantka hadn't gotten all that far, smiling Mark knew that, that wouldn't last too long with Tantka, Strange though why was Tantka heading toward the galaxy edge? As far as he knew there really.