My mind was buzzing. If the hairbrush hurt so much what would the cane be like. Seconds later I found out as I heard the swish, felt the cane slice in... to my bare skin, and then the pain spread across my bottom. Right across it. I screamed out in pain. I wanted to cry out for Eva to stop. I didn’t though. A moment later the second stroke sliced across my bottom. I couldn’t understand why it hurt so much. That was until Eva said with a sarcastic tone, “I do enjoy multiple strokes. A break between. .. well , he treated me like property. A slave." She shook her head. "Also, he was weak," she said weak like other people say scum. "Weak," he repeated. "I’m my own person. But I also want to be... um ..." she stopped at a loss for words. "I want to experience all of this sort of thing.” She waved her arms between them indicating their state of undress, her position and vulnerability. -- The cum on her face was itching, now. She reached for his jeans to wipe it off. "Stop," he said, grabbing. This is the Gold Coast of Florida, and there have to be hundreds of great Italian restaurants. How about we find an authentic Italian dive and get a pizza and all the other stuff?"There were only about fifteen pizza parlors within ten miles, so we picked one and headed out.Catherine apparently appointed herself my protector, keeper, and mother hen, because she was next to me every second of the drive, the meal, and afterwards, the walk on the pier. Someone obviously ordered her to pretend to be. But, she also has a pretty good idea of what it means for you." Well," Josh said. "I don't want to say that it puts college totally out of the picture forever. I keep thinking that with the dead winters, I might still be able to squeeze in some winter terms, at least part-time. But, as a full-time thing, I don't see any point in it for now." Can't say as I blame you," Walt agreed, setting his empty coffee cup down. "But, she ain't gonna see it that way, especially after she thinks it through.".