The engine roared to life making that unique Harley sound and I was soon off to work. Although the ride was only about 20 minutes long, it was my rele...se and I entered the office feeling a little better about the day. That would not last long.I had been a software programmer with the same company since graduating at the age of 21. Now with almost 15 years of dedication to the company, I felt secure and comfortable in my work environment. As I walked in I could not help but feel the buzz and. We spent ten years, tens of thousands of casualties, and trillions of dollars in Iraq and Afghanistan, and all we did was piss off a huge part of the world. We certainly didn’t bring democracy to these places; both ended up in civil war. My thought? They hate us already! We don’t need to invade them to piss them off. They’re already pissed at us. Let the bastards rot. It’s cheaper.I knew it was more complicated than that. We couldn’t embargo dozens of countries. We would still get drawn into. She consoled me and whispered in my ear that it was OK, and that she'd come over the next day to talk.The next day came; we were talking, she was listening, and I told her everything, every single detail. She began to share her experiences and maybe two hours later, without even realizing it we were holding hands and cuddling together. We locked eyes and kissed.I immediately apologized and she said, "Don't apologize, don't think, just kiss me again." I did as she asked, and away we went.We. I sat back, fascinated in my horror - waiting for what would come. Mrs Strickland then lifted the skirt of the girl and held it up with one hand. With the other hand she pulled down the white cotton panties just below the bottom. The girl screwed up her pretty face, waiting for the punishment. "Do you understand why you are going to be punished young lady?" Said Mrs Strickland."Yes Miss" replied the girl."Right!" She said with satisfaction.Then Mrs Strickland slapped the quivering little lady.