"Stand up, Joanna," she commanded, "but don't touchyour bottom. What have you got to say for yourself?" "I'm very sorry for my recent behaviour, Miss ...Smith, it won't happenagain," I replied. "Please accept my apologies."She looked at me for a few seconds. "Shouldn't you be saying somethingelse?" I thought for a moment and, feeling very foolish, added, "Thankyou for punishing me, Miss." "I want you to remind me why you have been punished, Joanna," she said,looking me straight in the eyes, she. " He never said a word, and with the gag all I could do was make a few sounds. He took off his clothes, and then he raped me ... twice." She stopped to take another sip from her glass of 7-Up, and looked up at Robert to see what his reaction has been to what she had just finished saying. It was obvious that he had found her story sobering, and when he didn't make any comment, she continued with it."That was just the start of it. He kept me in that van for two days, two days that I can hardly. In 1967 I met my future wife Sarah whilst on leave in London so Wasn,t looking for any relationships with men at the time. Popped the question to Sarah in July, 1968 and we were engaged. The following month the Air Force transferred me back to the USA and remote Grand Forks Air Base in North Dakota where your either roasted in stifling summer heat or froze in frigid winters. I married her in August, 1969 back in London and she joined me six weeks later. It Wasn,t till Sarah was ill and back in. We were both back in the classroom: I was attending one course and working at the journal, Rachel was at the Gallery and in two courses: Op Art and Pop Art, which she referred to as "optical illusions" and "cartoons." I was getting ready for the "information session" of the College of Law on Monday the 13th."Well, to begin with, getting a degree in law doesn't make you a lawyer. It is just one step to becoming one. You have to pass the Multistate Profession Responsibility Exam. Then you have to.