Penny arched herself out of the water and slipped her middle finger between her lower lips and started to stroke her clit softly, the heat of the bath... giving her shivers. Slipping her finger into her hole once, twice, she could feel the moisture her body was making and then slipped the finger back out again to flick her clit. With his eyes alighting on Penny in pure enjoyment, the workman unzipped himself after looking around to see if anyone had noticed him. He placed his hand inside his. "She shook her head sadly, "Yes, perhaps I should."Her first strokes were hesitant, Lucinda screamed, perhaps to try to convince Manu that it hurt, but he was too experienced for that. He judged progress by the number, depth and color of the cuts, not by the slave's reaction to them."Don't go easy on her," Manu instructed, "it will take longer if you do." I understand."Then Lila began to strike in earnest. Lucinda's screams turned into pitiful shrieks as her ass was covered by pink stripes that. “Just because we want to do something and can do it, doesn’t mean we should do it.”“I have a few clients who need to hear that from someone besides me! Acting on every random thought which enters your head tends to get you in trouble time and time again. And doing everything you want without considering the ramifications is another sure way to get into trouble.”“I wholeheartedly agree. You did miss out on something by deciding not to do it three years ago.”“Besides doing it? What?”“You could. There was quite a bit more luggage than I had arrived with at the beginning of the year, although I had taken many of my winter clothes home at Easter, and sent some more small things back with my younger sister Jen when she had come down for the Summer Ball concert.Luckily I had never bothered to bring my record player to Cardiff, and my transistor radio was only a small one. Looking back now, from forty years later, it seems incredible that I had just one electrical item. My children seem to.