Turn of a Friendly Card
“You are into whaaaaaaaaat?” asked my best friend Sally, her large green eyes incredulous. “You let him beat you!” she added for good measure to my escalating regret in confiding in her. Taking a sip of my coffee, I strived to appear calm and in control. Most of all I tried to appear sane while she contemplated the value of a butterfly net at that moment. “It’s not what you think, flogging can be very sensual,” I said in a dignified voice, picking my words carefully in this minefield...