She didn’t blame him, what did she expect? But the memory of that kiss stuck with her every waking moment.Even though she never told anyone, her mot...er noticed the change. Caitlin took part in cooking and cleaning with renewed vigor, trying to scrub the memory from her mind. To banish his scent. Dale was with her whether she wanted it or not. Every moment of their encounter was diligently cataloged in her mind.When she heard the news, her heart dropped. If he left, she’d never see him again,. Shit! Mortars! "INCOMING!" Lt. Dave Crusic shrank down in the trench a little farther and hoped to God that the Chinks didn't have the range perfectly. As long as the mortar rounds landed only a few yards away, there was a good chance of surviving. The problem was that they would continue to drop in the mortar rounds on top of their own men, forcing the Americans to hunker down and not shoot at the oncoming "human wave." Often, in this type of attack, more Chinese were killed by friendly fire. " That's exactly why we're going to do it," Olga said. "We're going to plump you up like a balloon, dress you in some ridiculously tacky clothes, and see how bad that humiliates you."No!" Kelly cried. "Please, anything but that."But it was no use. Her will was breaking with each new humiliation, and she was learning to take orders from Brad and Olga. She had no choice, really, but to go along with their plan.And the plan was for her to be tied up all day long during her honeymoon, and to eat. They thenlowered me until my feet were on the floor and just barely relievingthe strain on my arms. They then left. I was hung spread eagle from the ceiling and surrounded on allsides with mirrors. The floor was polished steel and although itwasn't as clear as the glass mirrors, it was very close. By looking up I could see myself in the ceiling, but it wasn'tthe most interesting view. The view I found most interesting waslooking up into my groin. The spread legs gave a good view of.