Over in the corner with the window wide open, Wheelie lounged on a pillow. He was allowing the setting sun to recharge his solar array while he lubric...ated himself with oil he'd stolen from the garage."What's eating you doll?" he asked."Wheelie, you need to go to Sam, I'm leaving," I told him. He looked shocked.He jumped up from the chair and started transforming into a number of small items that would easily fit into a suitcase."It's not going to work, Wheelie," I said, barely able to keep the. I wasnt the one who flirted or did anything bad. I had a boyfriend, Jake, of fourteen months, and good grades. But, I thought maybe I should go crazy this weekend. I texted Jake saying: "Hey, babe! Wanna come over tonight? Parents are away" He quickly replied with: "Of course, sexy! I'll be over at 8! C u then " I told Jane about it as well, but she couldn't come over because her family was going to dinner for her cousin's birthday. I was disappointed, but I had Jake for fun. I think I was. Our battalion was in square with the 33rd Foot, and together we stood and took many casualties from French artillery fire.I remember the constant crash of musket fire, the hoarse shouts of the attacking French infantry—who themselves were charged by our heavy cavalry and scattered—and the swarms of cuirassiers around the square.At times I would dash out from the front of the square and bayonet a fallen cuirassier through the throat. The heavy breastplate cuirassiers wore made it a struggle for. ” Auntie shouted “Fun! You have ruined our afternoon - Again! Go back to your room and we’ll decide what to do.” I turned and went back up to my room and waited. I didn’t have to wait long before Auntie appeared in the doorway. “It seems again that my friends are going to have to witness your punishment. I am going to give you six strokes of the cane. Come down now, take off everything except your shirt.” I tingled with anticipation. I couldn’t believe I was actually looking forward to this..