Bernhardt gave us both a big hug as we approached the wide open door. It was a mix of congratulations/ be safe / I love you all rolled into one. In sp...ite of what could sometimes be deemed a gruff, stern visage, he really was the most caring man. We could see green lights coming from above - but no sign of the invaders. It was unnaturally quiet. Bernhardt signalled us to hold back as he went to do a brief reconnaissance. As we were approaching he saw first to our right across towards the Palace. For every four hours they are standing we let them rest for an hour. They receive three meals a day and the holding pen is quite nice. Their silence is a bit tedious, even for me, but things liven up when a customer is interested in one of them and especially when the slave is taken into our Examination Room.??How are they examined?? asked Laura, who found herself fantasising again, and not a little aroused. But she controlled herself so as to appear calm as Stephanie responded. ?That is kept. ”“Uuugghhh... uuuggghhhhh....”“Up... on your feet... up... up!”Heidi was a little slow. The rod whistled... cracked and bit across her bottom.“Aiiieeeee!”“Hands on your head. Come along... come along. Now... running on the spot... begin!”Both girls began to run, kicking up their legs, breasts and bottom-flesh bouncing wildly.“Up... up... up... get those knees up... higher... higher... higher!”The knees came higher, the flesh bounced and quivered more furiously.“Up... up... faster... faster.... He turned around and took her back upstairs.Cindy had a crush on Mr. Richards from the moment she walked into his Social Studies class. His broad shoulders, powerful arms and rugged Italian looks made her melt. So when she found out he needed a babysitter, she offered her services. That was almost a year ago. Cindy babysat for the Richards once or twice a week. In the beginning it was all professional. Cindy would come over and the Richards went out, when they returned Cindy would leave. But.