I’d like to go down there.” He gestured with his head at the scene below.“Oh? You’d like to wield the whip? What if the man or woman is your c...ompatriot?”“No. I want to be the victim.”The commander looked at his wife with lifted eyebrows. Surprised and amused.“Truly?”“Yes.”“Well…. That’s easily enough accomplished. If you’re sure?”“Yes.”“But we won’t allow permanent damage! I suppose some whip marks might make you more interesting. But nothing beyond that! Alright, go ahead.” The commander. I surely was not about to complain with scenery like that to look at. Kim took a bite of her peanut-butter and jelly sandwich and a drop of jelly landed right on her nipple. I didn't know if it was an accident or not and I really didn't care. I leaned over and licked the jelly off her boob throwing in a few extra licks for good measure. To make sure I got all of the jelly I sucked on her nipple for a while. Better safe than sorry.Cathy, seeing all of that going on, dripped some jelly on her. If I were to invite you to dinner, would you be able to handle it?”“If you don’t mind me sounding like a retarded six-year-old, probably, yes.”She laughed, “I suppose Latin is more important for a doctor. You took Latin in High School, right?”I nodded, “Yes, and remember, my dad isn’t Russian, and he really doesn’t speak it at all!”“Are you not eating?” she asked.“I’m meeting a friend for a picnic lunch after coffee hour.”“Oh, OK. Do you need to sit with your family?”“I probably should. I’ll. I’d worry if she was too pretty.” “You should be worried about Bill. He’s awfully cute,” I said, giving her a wink. Reah gave my leg a hard slap that cracked and stung. “OWWW!” I said. “What was that for?” “No new boyfriends for you either.” We both laughed and the nervous tension faded. I pulled into the motel and parked in front of the room. Stacy had called my cell phone earlier to say they had rented the room and given us the room number. Reah gave herself a nervous look in the vanity.