If it ever happens again, and I’m not saying it will, I can get a pro. I haven’t even heard from them since they landed in Cincinnati. I saw them ...for about a minute back in the office the next morning before they drove to the airport, and the only thing that was said was you were awesome.”“Well, let’s just leave it at that. I’m not sorry I did it, but I don’t want to do it again. Or maybe I am sorry. I don’t know.” She saw her ex-husband eyeing her, and she continued, “It’s not like it was bad,. The last 3 strokes landed on a backside that didn’t feel any pain. When she was untied, her limp body collapsed to the ground. Even the bucket of water that they threw over her didn’t bring her round. She was untied and put back on her original ‘U’ without her even knowing what was going on.Then it was my turn. I had incredible feeling of fear and excitement. I remembered well the pain and pleasure that some (most) of Jon’s beatings have given me. As I was marched over to the punishment bar I. Not even a solitary e-mail. Put it down to a quiet Wednesday morning, perhaps: In any event it allowed us all to get on with the tasks in hand undistracted ... for about half an hour.At which point, the building reception people buzzed up to announce a visitor. Which was strange ... aside from May and a couple of other regulars – who were just ushered up the stairs – we basically never got visitors without appointments. So Seff duly ventured down to meet the intruder, returning a few minutes. Either because they were careful of Skeeter's feelings, or because it was their natural inclination, the Grangers could not treat Skeeter like a servant. They never used the imperative, instead always politely asking her to do this or that chore, as if she were doing them a favour. Her working hours were set out in a chart on the refrigerator, her employment consisting of exactly thirty-six hours a week and no more than that - never a suggestion that she should work overtime.Skeeter responded.