The industrial refrigerator with icemaker hummed softly as she stood there breathing it all in. She heard running bath water suddenly and her head jer...ked quickly to her left where a long corridor led to the master bedroom and bathroom. At the end of the corridor was a large broom closet which she knew was filled with bed sheets and cleaning supplies. The water continued to run for a few seconds and then it quickly shut off. She imagined him sitting on the edge of the large claw foot tub running. The cheeks gave way as the cane sliced like a hot knife through butter. SWISH-CRACK! Peter gasped and wriggled as the assault continued. He was told to keep still by the sergeant, “unless he wanted extra!” He didn’t! Of that, Peter was sure! SWISH-CRACK! “YEEEOW!” Peter cried, just like a schoolboy. How gratifying that sound was. SWISH-CRACK! A fifth stroke slashed down. What an expert tormentor the sergeant was proving to be! SWISH-CRACK! A sixth stroke and Peter felt sure that would be the. The valets delivered the cars to the young family and my admirers and they drove away, which left James and I waiting along with two middle aged women. They were standing far enough away from us so that I couldn’t make out everything they were saying. However, both of them were giving me the ‘stink eye’ in a big way and whispering what I was sure to be snide comments to each other. I’m sure James could feel me tense up as they continued to look at us and rudely sneer. Just as I was about to. The ‘ound of ‘ell ... The beast from the east end ... He’s a lover not a fighter ... A licker not a biter ... He’s a rock ‘ard, go ‘ard, take you in the back yard, fuck you in the arse and send your mum a post-card ... Meeeeean muvva-fucker ... All the way from East ‘am ... I give you...” He reaches back to grab the door handle and pulls it open again, allowing a very sprightly black Doberman to trot in... “Casanova the Fird.”It’s hard to tell which of them is prouder. The owner for his intro,.