. they couldn't makeme feel guilty. And besides I'd be dead and gone soon. Mind wiped.This holding on to what I'd lost didn't hurt anyone. I may as we...l getwhat I could out of what little life I had left. No one could begrudgeme that...I frowned as I realised that something had woken me up. I was cold. Mycovers were off. What the?! I'm not alone. Someone had lifted thecovers letting cool air into my bed. Oh jeez. Someone stood over me."Hey. I'm Krystal, make some room," a girl nervously said.. Too bad it just jumped up and bit seven-eights of your ass off, huh?' This train of thought was followed by the caboose, 'Better play this one straight for the first time in your life, or you're a dead man.'The shuddering just would not quit and Glen knew instinctively, that even the twenty-four year old Bushmils, would not really help. Besides, he would have to pour it and was fairly confident he would spill about three-quarters of it on the floor.FRIDAY 7:30 A. M.NSA Headquarters, Fort Meade,. I could quite easily snuggle up beside him on the sofa, deep in his strong arms. His voice broke my thoughts, ‘Its ready babe, you coming?’ I thought about shouting, ‘I will be’, but instead ‘On my way’ escaped my grinning lips. I picked up my satin shirt and headed for the kitchen, which in turn led to the dining room. The table was made up so beautifully. The two candles placed on the centre of it lit the room caused shadows to dance on the walls. An opened bottle of wine was set between two. ‘Now, Miss Stocking, have you had time to reflect on your misdemeanours?’ She asked. ‘Yes, mistress, I will ensure that I behave properly in future.’ I replied and bobbed another curtsey. ‘Good, then it is time to pay your demerits. Go over there and bend over, feet apart and place your hands on the coffee table.’ I did as instructed and Marci came over and said ‘Whatever you are instructed to do, if it involves you having to bend over for any reason, you won’t crouch or kneel,.