With your hands outstretched, palms flat against the wall you lean back awaiting the cane.With all the force i can muster the cane is brought down on ...your ample ass"1" you start the countI return to my coffee savouring the aroma of the expensive beans which is mixing in the air with the scent of your sweaty fear.after what seems lke an eternity the cane makes contact again and again"2", "3", "4", "5"Your ass is already starting to produce nice blue black weltsAs the count reaches 10 you are. When we returned at full time it was no surprise that Ryan’s team won, we were then made to shower with the guys. When we finished, Rachel left as I waited for Ryan and we left together. Marcus called and told me how please he was with our performance and I was glad.Chapter 3On Saturday, Marcus called and told me that I was to be ready for him at 5pm and a babysitter would come and look after Ryan. I settled Ryan and allowed him to have some friends over before getting ready for Marcus. Bribed my mom to make me go to prom with him.’ ‘What if we tried to spin it?’ Denise got all serious. ‘You can say you’re going with him as a mercy date, and maybe people will vote for you to be prom queen?’ ‘You think that would work?’ I asked, my tone full of hope. ‘It’s worth a shot — who knows? Listen, I’m getting tired, but if you need anything, just ask. I’m sure it will work out. I’ll see you tomorrow.’ ‘Of course you can say that, you’re not the one being forced to go out with Barrett. " Come on, let's have a little sample." No Julie, it's my diary. It's sacred." Bullshit, Rach, a lot of time's gone by. Your Statute of Limitations has run out." Get real girl. For God's sake, you're an attorney. Cut the crapola will ya?"Inexplicably, I found my grammar returning to that of my collegiate level. Julie's too, for that matter."Come on, Rachel. Please. Pretty please." Alright, just a small sample. Then we go out, okay?" Yes, sure. Pick a sexy part, Okay?" Let's just see. I'm not.