It is time for your punishment.” He stood up, trying again to look stern. “Get up.”He watched her stand up quickly, satisfied at her puzzled exp...ession. Taking a hold of her arm, he whisked her to the center of the room to stand in front of the large table. He quickly moved the maps and other papers to the opposite side. When it was cleared enough, he nudged her shoulder and patted her bottom abruptly but not harshly. “Bend over the table.”Lee groaned at the sight of her complying. She laid. My glass was empty, so I was feeling no pain as I turned the TV off. With the TV having gone silent, I could hear some noise coming from my laptop. I fumbled in the dimly lit room to get my computer turned around so I could see what was going on. It took me a few seconds to figure out what I was seeing because the camera had fallen down. It wasn't the view looking down on the crib anymore. The camera was now facing towards Heather's bed. Apparently the sound I had heard was Heather's watch and. All the washing up was done, apart from plates and serving dishes. She surveyed the kitchen, satisfied it was in good order, she just had to finish the table now, she’d seen candlesticks and candles in one of the cupboards. Retrieving them, she laid two place settings, opened the wine and poured two glasses to breathe. Time now to prepare herself, she had something in mind. They’d spent the afternoon and early evening quietly – and chastely. Maybe she’d satisfied the worst of her overheated. I had no idea who the base commander was, and as far as I knew, I’d never met the man--or woman.The wounded warriors each expected to arrive at the naval air station after 3:00 with the last one expected to arrive around six this evening. They would be transported here together. The two peace officers who were flying in would arrive between 5:00 and 7:00 tonight. One of the men driving expected to be here around noon. Another would arrive near dinnertime. The final one would be here mid-morning.