Charlotte spoke soothingly, “It is time to leave such materialistic things aside, come I have your papers, time to go.”
Martha felt strangely naked without her cell phone and purse, yet in black with no perceptible cleavage and a hemline near her ankles she was almost as covered up as when wearing her dad’s boiler suit when she had helped fix the shed roof last fall. Redtube her bowels clenched tight as she relieved her bladder, and looked up startled as a group of nuns walked in, and as some waited others took up the places beside her, she waited but as the others wiped themselves unconsciously she felt able to do the same. Martha reached in her pocket and pulled out a whip, a short handle then a long flexible leather strap, six feet in total perhaps.
