She paused. She walked over to her closet and pulled out a leather belt that she sometimes wore."No, Misty!" Beth cried out in horror when she saw the...belt."Yes, Beth," Misty replied coldly. She wondered if Beth would put a stop to it now. The idea of the belt obviously made her uncomfortable, but as the punisher, Misty knew she couldn't go back on her decree now. She raised the belt above her head, then brought it crashing down onto her poor roommate.Beth squealed and began to gasp in deep. But that was not possible, at least not right then. "I don't want to dwell on the present," she thought to herself. So she let her mind wander back once again to her happy times with Bob. Her friend. Her lover. Her husband!Mandy had never driven, never had her own car. Her Bitch-On-Wheels of a mother had told her that if she wanted a car, "Go Earn It! Your useless father didn't leave me enough to buy you even a broken down jalopy. Nothing. Nada."It's costing me plenty just giving you a roof. More

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