We prayed we’d make it in time. We did. We were there for about an hour, and most of the family had made it in. We circled the bed in the Emergency ...oom, and waited. Greatma was out of it.. Unconscious. We all talked to her, stroked her hands and face and legs, trying to comfort her or ourselves, I’m still not sure. Her mouth hung open as she labored to breathe, and we counted down the minutes. A nurse came in and removed the heart monitor from her finger, and lowered the rails on either side. Head bowed, a waterfall flowing down her body I imagined I saw tiny sobs wracking her body through the steaming mist. Welts covered her body, back, front, both sides. Why did Master John have to be so cruel to her? All she was trying to do was make me feel better, nurse me back to health so that I could better serve him, take care of his needs, just as Taliya did for Mistress Julia. Was that so bad? If we had a little fun by ourselves, was it hurting him? We weren’t his slaves. Slaves. ” Leaving him Ms Anderson enveloped Heather in a tight embrace and kissed her just as passionately.“And you my dear were perfect with the staff, now when we are alone please call me Gloria, but please, please don’t forget it’s Ms Anderson in front of the staff.”Heather blushed as Gloria took her hand and pushed her to one of the sofas. After pushing Heather into the seat Gloria sat close and draped one arm over Heather’s shoulder, her fingers lightly grazing the slope of Heather’s breast. Her. "You just have a problem and you happen to smart enough to recognize that you have a problem. That's why you are here. You don't have any mental illness or defects." Oh really? Then why can't I stop? Even though I know Shawn is going to get seriously hurt and Daryl may never get over the idea that I hurt his good friend and think I've become nothing more than a slut, I still can't stop myself!" wailed Sheryl, in exasperation. "How come William? Can you tell me that?" It's because you are an.