" Jonathan was watching me intently."All I ask is that you don't hurt her feelings," I continued. "If you don't want her or you're in a committed rela...ionship, turn her down gently. Otherwise, have fun." Just talking about this, offering my wife to another man, was making my balls ache. From what I'd seen I thought the possibility of him turning Katie away was remote, but I wanted to give him an out if he needed it."Ahh ... ok man. You wouldn't shoot a brother would you?" he asked in half-jest.. She met me at the door with the biggest smile, and a slinky pink nighty, with all her NICE jewelry on. She was beautiful. We really hit it off, genuinely liking each other. I got a huge hug from a little woman, then the tears started. She had been in jail again, wrong place, wrong vice cop, and had been locked up for a couple of weeks in county. I just held her and spoke softly and let her cry it out. Then she became frisky. Whispers led to kisses, kisses became deep French kisses. It was. .. but looked as new as yesterday.Very few aircraft that were from that war ... even those that never saw combat ... survived. The smelters were fed airplanes that rolled off the assembly lines and were flown directly to the scrappers.The people were looking to forget and having a stack of warplanes sitting out on runways and in hangars was too much of a reminder that cousin Jack was still missing and might never be found. Scrap went from a precious and costly commodity to nothing but junk and. "I have told you over and over to stop being so naughty!" he exclaimed, followed by drawing back his arm and preparing to swing the instrument of punishment forward. "Maybe this will teach you to be a good girl!"The belt whistled through the air and landed with a loud "smack" on the young woman's right ass cheek, evoking a yelp of pain. The response was genuine; it really did hurt but, within seconds, a look of pure pleasure spread across her face. The second cut of the belt came about thirty.