"You're doing a good job for never been caned before," Mary said. "Here comes number five." SPLAT. "Five, thank you, Mary," I said. My whole botto... felt like it was on fire. "Your last stroke I want to place in the crease between your bottom and the top of your legs," Mary said. "That way you will for sure feel this caning for a few days." I felt the cane tapping me there, the SPLAT. That hurt so much that I stood up and rubbed my poor bottom. "You should NOT of stood up," Mary said.. If I screwed up it was because I was truthful at least."Yes, Sloane. I've wanted to make love to you since that first day in the hospital. That's why I had the er, er; that's why I got so excited when you got close to me. Yes I've dreamed of making love to you." There now whatever happened I had told the truth.The smile she gave me could have lit up the whole room. Sloane leaned over and kissed me and as I started to reach for her, she sat back."One more question. Why haven't you tried to get. Blearily searching the oppressive darkness of herceiling, Emily tried to pinpoint the reason she'd been awoken. Did sheneed to use the restroom? It wouldn't be out of the ordinary to pay atwilight visit to the can after drinking too much water before bed. Thatwasn't it, though; there was no familiar pressure on her navel. Had sheheard a noise in her sleep, alerting her of an intruder in herapartment? She listened hard to the still air around her, but nothingbroke the silence except a distant. You may or may not have heard of the incident when the USSR shot down one of these spy aircraft piloted by Gary Francis Powers a few months before I arrived at Incirlik. I've always enjoyed fishing for both the sport of it and to put food on my plate. During our off-duty time at Incirlik we were allowed to check vehicles out of the base motor pool. A few fellow fishing enthusiasts and I did that a couple of times to go fishing in an area known as the "blue hole" east-northeast of Adana in a.