“Very well Miss Jenkins. Please bring me the longer cane and we will begin.” As Vicky went back to the cupboard, he crossed to the corner of the r...oom and fiddled with the buttons on the nearest video camera. She returned with a long, slender pale brown cane with a traditional hook at the end. She handed it to him silently, her eyes lowered. “Thank you. Now would you please remove your skirt?” Vicky’s fingers trembled as she fumbled with the two leather straps and buckles that held her kilt. "It does have to be paid off, true. But it gets paid off every month,whatever the amount, until the annual credit limit is reached. After that,no more credit. Until the next financial year. Unless the trustee authorisesextended credit." Mandy was starting to smirk."So who's paying it off?" Emma asked incredulously."The estate is, or the company or whatever it is, Mandy answered. "Emma, I'msupposed to spend that much! That's the credit allowance. Apparently twentythousand a month might not be. “I’m a slut and I love cock and being treated like a whore, but I am not a slave. I decide who I fuck, not you.”The boy was on her in a second, grabbing her hand and twisting it behind her back in a brutal hammerlock. His other hand sank into her hair snapping her head back, so that she was forced to look up into his face. Slowly, deliberately, he spit into her face again, this time aiming for her eyes.“When I want your opinion, I’ll tell you what it is, you worthless, piece of shit whore,” he. We laughed and talked as only old friends can. After lunch, as he was taking me home, instead of turning onto my street, he turned toward the town park. He pulled under a shade tree and put the car in park. "Why did you bring me here," I asked. "I have something to tell you," he replied. To say the least, I was shocked at what came next. He turned toward me on the front seat of the car and said, "Sarah, I have feelings for you and was hoping that I could kiss you before you go." "What.