Calling a striped skunk 'Spot'. Cute." He rolled his eyes and shook his head.The cook relieved Bookie of his burden. "I'll take him back to his cage, ...f I may, Sir, and see to it he's securely locked up."Captain Whitefeather chose that moment to stride down the road, heading in the direction of the RCAF Regiment barracks. Unlike everyone else, the lanky Mohawk was dressed in his customary CADPAT Temperate Woodland combat uniform with an Airborne maroon beret. As he passed by the officers'. I had a very close shave on my face just before Alison arrived, so it was really just a matter of changing my clothes, putting on my make-up and nail varnish. I suppose this took about twice as long as I normally would have taken partly because I was extremely nervous and I suppose I was trying to put off the inevitable confrontation for as long as possible. Anyway I was dressed, had my make-up on and I couldn't really put it off any longer, so slowly I went downstairs to see what fate was in. With it being an official function there was a top table for members of the board. Betty Nugent had clearly had a hand in the seating plan and Clive was on a far corner of the table with one of the least attractive wives next to him and the other diagonally opposite. Opposite him was Walter Silverman, someone he despised: another thing he had in common with Tom Clifford, he thought to himself as his mind flitted to Briony.Clive had planned his campaign for the evening with Briony. He would have. .. 'How does he know I've watched THAT???'THWACK!........ 'One... thank you Sir''LOUDER ABI''ONE THANK YOU SIR''MUCH LOUDER''ONE THANK YOU SIR'TTHHWWWACCKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!.......... 'TWO THANK YOU SIR'THWAAAAAAAACCCCCKKKKKKK!!!!!! ...... 'THREE THANK YOU SIR''Abi, if you rub your bottom again without permission, the caning will start again at the beginning''sorry sir''WHAT?''SORRY SIR.............. WWWAAAACCKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!............. Oh Goddddddddddddd!....FOUR THANK YOU SIR'and so on up.