I don’t have the habit of beating around and I had started knowing her well. I asked her that why is that she is sounding sad, was it because of the...event which happened in my room in the morning? She said a yes! I apologized to her and said I won’t do it again if she didn’t like that!She explained to me that it isn’t that she didn’t like it, it was like it’s going too fast, and I don’t know whether I am doing it right. I tried to change the topic by saying that I won’t touch her. Oppressive curiosity, perhaps? With a lingering sense of despair? ‘Japanese Ambassador just left,’ the President finally said, slowly looking up at the previous occupant of this office. ‘Symbolic, don’t you think?’ Smithfield glanced at Kirkland, then back at the President, Kirkland shrugged, rolled his eyes, so Smithfield sat down across from the President. ‘Why symbolic? Think he wants you to commit seppuku?’ The President shook his head then, and chuckled. ‘Wouldn’t be surprised, Grover. Not. When I just grunted a little, she started hitting harder and harder. When I yelped, she got faster and even harder. I was now yelping with each strike, but I was still not crying.Then she paused and bent over to pick up something from the floor. On the next swat, I screamed. What she had picked up was her house slipper. It had flat leather soles that really hurt as they slammed into my ass.“Oh God!” I cried out. “Please no. This isn’t working. Please stop!”“Not until you cry,” she yelled back. " I know," I laughed, "but I need to get the fire roaring in the cabin fireplace." Sherry stood at the large picture window as I put wild cherry wood on the fire. Sherry noted that the view was just as good from inside the cabin as it had been from the truck and the smell of the wild cherry was intoxicating. I lit a few candles and along with the firelight the cabin became very warm and cozy. We huddled on the overstuffed couch in front of the fireplace as it began to heat up the entire cabin..