Now we will have to start all over again.”“Please, no, Master. I’m sorry, Master. Please don’t cane me again, Master.”But the Master ignored... the miserable pleadings of his slave.Thwack!“One. Thank you, Master. May I have another, please.”Thwack!“Two. Thank you, Master. May I have another, please.”Thwack!“Three. Thank you, Master. May I have another, please.”Thwack!“Four. Thank you, Master. May I have another, please.”Thwack!“Five. Thank you, Master. May I have another, please.”Thwack!“Six.. I do have some final things to record.My Girls, their ages at my 94th Birthday and their children:Joy/68: Lori, Willie, JoeAbbey/49: Desiree, Loni, GaleMitch/50: Girlie, Nomi, Rosealie, LiliJun/45* at passing: Becca, ReBecca, Rowena, AdelCherise/59: Sam, RamonAnabel/43: Nikki, JoJoRose/52: IvyRosemarie/41: Jou, Karen, Steve, Krista, MannyJana/40: noneDesiree/36: Jacquine-Jake, GuyGuy, Tom, LoraGirlie/36: Ma Lynette, Maria, Mary, VennessaBecca/36: Honey, Ann, Leo, HenryRebecca/36: Diether,. She was soft. I could only hope I was as soft to her as she was to me. Just as I was getting used to my first kissing experience with a woman, Janine leaned into me, causing me to fall back onto the bed. My eyes opened.“Don’t worry.” She smiled.“What…. What are you doing?” I asked.“Just trust me.”She smiled warmly. Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was curiosity, but I decided to go for it. I lay back comfortably, staring at the ceiling. Janine’s hand rested on my stomach. She kissed my neck,. As she ate, her handfuls grew larger and larger, eventually her portions too big to fit neatly in her mouth, smothering her lips with delicious chocolate. Before she knew it, the cake was gone and she felt slightly better. But only slightly. Reacting instinctively, she reached into the bag yet again and pulled out a tub of ice cream. It had melted slightly, but not too much and was still quite consistent in it’s texture. This was harder to eat than the cake, not having a spoon, Sophie was.