I open my eyes and though they are still not completely in focus I realize that I am not at home any more . I am in a big building , a warehouse possi...bly from what little I can bring into focus . As I look at the ground my head starts spinning and I have to close them again to keep from throwing up . I realize I am in danger , and I fight back the panic that I can feel growing in my chest .Slowly I try to move again , I can feel cold metal chains against my skin . My arms are above my head ,. ‘That’s good, Jon. You haven’t shown any serious signs of it, but we have to do these routine follow-ups. Anything you want to discuss? Do you miss the military, the weapons, the fighting?’ ‘I miss the military and my men. The military is a big family with, as we call it, a shared suck. We all pay the price in some way for our service, but we love it and we stick together. I miss my men because you can’t go thru something like that without getting close.’ We danced around some other subjects. ”“Caroline Forbes, how old are you?”“Eighteen”“Old enough to know better than to be in a secluded place where a vampire can turn you, Caroline!”“Old enough to know better. Have you ever been spanked before?”Caroline turned an even brighter shade as she shook her long blonde hair and stared down at the classroom carpeted floor.Her voice was barely audible as she replied.“No Sir.”“I thought not. You’d be better behaved now if you had been.Parents are too lenient with their children these. She then unbuckled the belt around her waist and anxiously began to take off her pants. As they dropped at her ankles, she noticed a stain in the front of her underwear, in the shape of a wet ‘V,’ but she didn’t care. The thoughts of Ben Marshall’s handsome face that kept traveling around in her mind refused to allow Janet to stop and meditate on such frivolous things as stained underwear, which fell quickly to the floor once Janet slid them off of her waist. So with nothing on but a sweater,.