Uweinnie approached the large upscale suburban home and rang the doorbell. A stern faced woman of undetermined age answered the call. She opened the door wide to allow the younger woman to enter. Uweinnie smiled and presented her wares "Your Pizza ma'am"
The older woman looked down her nose at Uweinnie. "It is clear that thirty two minutes have elapsed since my phone call. You are late my dear" Uweinnie fidgeted nervously and smiled "Sorry Ma'am, Would you like a discount coupon?"
"I am afraid that will not be enough to compensate for this lack of respect"
Uweinnie began to think of her beloved Brand, where was he now, What had he got his fool self into?
Brand climbed down from the cab of the big truck He was hard now, all steel and no softness left, not after what he had suffered. He checked on his men, Ricardo, and Erastus, they were good men and would follow him anywhere. Still he had been betrayed before. They had done a good days work collecting garbage, now it was time to make camp. Inside his brain, the former garbage man from another time spoke, "Yuze gon taik all day ta doose a job boy" said the voice of Leroy Washington, he ignored it. His mind wondered to his beloved Uweinnie, where was she now? Then his mind drifted to his other beloved, Calista. What was she up to?
Calista was tied up face down on the sun lamp table. She shouldn't have mouthed off to her boss Ms. Marla. Now, Ms Marla was giving her the punishment she was most known for. The braided cord of speaker wire fell on Calista's beautiful, rounded, naked buttocks. Soon other red marks joined the first one as, in spite of herself, Marla cried out.
Somewhere deep in her mind she wondered about her Brand, and about her dearest soul sister, Uweinnie.
Back at the large suburban house, Uweinnie gasped as she was seized up by flows of air. They held her still, her face and stomach flat against the wall. She felt the flows tear her dress off. Her pert, youthful bottom was exposed to the glare of the older woman. The woman then seized an electrical cord and began to raise welt after welt on Uweinnie's exposed feminine rump. Over, and over, the beating continued. Red welt, after red welt was raised. Somewhere, deep in the back of her mind, despite the constant pain, Uweinnie mused to herself, "soon it will be time to make camp."
