We were allowed a few minutes to lather ourselves with the soap that had been given to us, before one monk hosed us down with a powerful jet of cold w...ter. The first time the full force of the water hit me, I almost lost my balance. Later, I started to enjoy the treatment. I positioned myself to let the full jet hit my breasts, my bottom and my pussy.Sometimes, when the bath coincided with daytime, we were lead out onto the patio afterwards, with our shackles back in place, to dry in the. I quickly retrieved my plastic wrap from the dumpster and wrapped my shoes. No tracks.Figuring I’d get a headstart I unrolled a length of ‘glass and tried to mark the outline of the girder that formed the main interior centerline. Pretty frustrating.“What are you doing?” That question came from the crew foreman.“Trying to layout the ‘glass I’ll need to wrap the girder,” I said.“Ever done this before?”“No.”“What have you built?”“Paper airplane ... and tried to sew some shorts.”“Jesus! Come on.”I. In a desperate attempt to flee, sharpened talons clawed at his cheek, drawing two tramlines of blood and prompting Joel to shake his head, features graven. "Oh dear, Cathy, now that wasn't clever," he whispered, the words spiced with menace.The prone woman flinched as his hand rose, though Joel merely dabbed at his cheek, assessing the damage. Not that looks mattered where he was going! Dismissing the numb pain, he moved in, attempting to press his mouth to hers. Defensively Cathy turned away,. He didn't even look up from his writing, just told me to have a seat. Damn I thought another salute wasted. I sat for about ten minutes when he buzzed his secretary telling her to hold all calls until further notice. When he looked at me I could immediately tell he was mad.‶Sarge, I have gone along and even defended you with some of your shenanigans, but this time you went too far. General Thompson wants to bring you up on charges for assaulting a superior officer. Do you want to tell me what.