“Yes, certainly,” I’ll be happy to. I couldn’t say everything I was thinking, not the least of which was why I would have to put up with this woman for the longs months of my husband’s absence. I had only two days left with him, facing an eternity at the hand of this batty b***h. I started on my way, then stopped dead in my tracks an instant later, after hearing Aunt Lettie’s closing shot.
“If it had been me, I’d have whipped that sorry, slutty cunt of yours as well as your fat behind.”
Certainly there was something I should say, but I remembered Preston’s orders following my whipping. Without turning around, I started walking, putting as much distance as I could between us.
“Don’t you walk away from me, girl!” she shouted.
But I kept walking, turned the corner with her nastiness ri
