" Whatever, jackass." Her fingers interlocked with mine and we settled in for the flight.* * *Our Uncle Dennis and his son Brad were waiting for us at...the airport. I greeted them both and then hung back while the rest of the family proceeded to hold a conversation with them at breakneck speed. We collected our luggage from baggage claim and loaded everything into my uncle's huge SUV. Within minutes of being in the car, I fell asleep with my head against a back window. Amy sat next to Brad on. She guessed that meant Clegg had something else in mind for them. Alexander had delighted in training them to stand or kneel to order. His methods were simple. All of the girls now bore the welts from the strap and canes that he used to reinforce his instructions.Bethany fell into a fitful sleep, slumped against the bars of the cell, brought back to consciousness from time to time by the pull of the chain around her neck.Suddenly she was standing in a large room. In the centre, a fire burned in. Which meant that I was selected for Special Training which sent me through several experiences that helped shape to what I am today._______________________________________________________________________________This story starts after I had gone through 21/2 years of in depth training, and at the ripe old age of 18, I found myself as a Corporal, with several special qualifications, including being qualified as a Sniper and Air Borne.These qualifications, saw me headed to an African Country for. (Saturday 11/26)In the morning, I managed to stagger into the kitchen and found Mom and Don sitting at the table. Mom had this little grin on her face which kept trying to break into a smile -- she just glowed and she looked so relaxed. I guess it was the just-loved look Bob had talked about.I stared hard at her for a moment then slowly turned my gaze on Don. He looked back at me and got a little nervous look in his eyes.I told him, "We got in just after midnight ... and we heard this... racket.