Every couple months I get an e-mail from Greg asking whether I can come over to cane him. It's a long trip to the far side of the Chicago suburbs. But it's a good experience for both of us I think. A little conversation to start and then we get down to business. He lies across the bed. I bind him hand and foot. And he decides how many strokes he needs. This time he halved the number of strokes from what he received last time, a few months ago. He was also much more responsive to the strokes. I didn't think that I was laying it on any harder, but the damage did seem greater. There was a little broken skin. Actually a nice pattern. He will have a memory for a while.
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