He was clearly less than impressed with the talent he had to work with."The good news is before we send these idiots into potential harm's way, we'll ...have three months to train them. The bad news is that the non-commissioned officers who would be training these louts are all three days' travel that-a-way. For one month, we are all we've got to try to whip some 3,400 raw recruits into something that knows how to salute, dress, drill, eat, fuck and shit like something approaching a Confederacy. “So, Don. Wife's a little shy?”“A little? She wouldn’t even show me what she had on!”“Terry will take good care of her. Where’s the fucker?”“In the car. I’ll get it.”Don came in with the box just as the girls were coming down the stairs. My eyes exploded. Two visions of indecent exposure.Both wore dresses. Short, tight, and light, as in light goes right through. Terry in black and Mary in white. There were differences but you had to look at more than legs, ass and, tits to see them. Black. I took it but felt a little embarrassed athandling the unfamiliar and cruel implement. I was at a loss at how to proceed,and I looked back at Mrs. Farley for some kind of guidance.?I?ll let you have a free hand,?said Mrs. Farley. ?You may give him as many lashes as you see fit.? Seeing my embarrassed awkwardness, she added, ?You can lash him ashard as you like, anywhere you like, and you may judge for yourself when he?shad enough. You are, after all, a nurse.? As a nurse, my job was usually. And I couldn’t stop staring because I knew, in time, she would leave me and I wanted to soak up every moment with her and lock it away someplace deep to be pulled out in my old age to remind me that I had, in fact, actually lived at one time. I saw her last about three years ago. She smiled and kissed me on the cheek, and held my hand briefly. We talked and played some cards and I sat across the table from her and stared until I got ‘that’ look from her again. She walked into the kitchen to.