" I said."And it's close to the Swamp Dog headquarters?" she asked."Yes, but that isn't the reason," I said."Of course not," she said."Well we are thr...ugh here now. In the morning I will meet with Colonel Martin and we will work out the details then I'm going home. We will have to decide about furniture and where to put you." I said."Talk to the Colonel first," Osborn suggested."It's late, you should go to bed. I have been sleeping all day, I'm not tired," I suggested without being asked.After. I always locked the door when I was 'busy'.Then the door suddenly opened and there stood my brother. I screamed and tried frantically to pull the covers up and over my exposed body. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” I demanded. He just stood there in shock. “You’re door was unlocked, I was going to get those songs put on your ipod like you’d asked.” Then he slowly started walking toward me. “You look so beautiful…” “Stop, I’m going to tell mom!” “Mom’s not home. She went to Jannie’s to help her after her. He actually, even though drunk, was very sweet and sincere. She also told me that “hey, sometimes compliments really do work.”She reached her hands up, grabbed both sides of his head, and pulled him in for a kiss. She busted through his teeth and was licking his tonsils. He looked like a kid on Christmas morning! She leaned up to his ear and asked him if he had a car? His voice failed him until he finally he was able to squeak out “yes.”She led him to the back-door exit. It opened to a. She had perfected her technique. She knew just how much strength she could safely put behind a blow. Lily gave Brett seven seconds before winding back up and delivering a second strike, pounding the cane against both asscheeks. That squeezed a fresh howl of pain from his tortured body. Lily wasn’t holding back; she was caning him as hard as she could get away with. With her skills, she could easily keep herself from hitting him too hard and going over his limit. Or his body’s limit, to be more.