“Call me Roger, please,” I said, “My father was always Mr Bird.”“Not while he was here, Roger, he was simply Frank to us, a wonderful old ge...tleman. We all loved him. That’s why we kept him here with us until the end,” she lowered her voice as we walked together through the door exiting her section, “Some of the other wards are less, well, just less prepared to look after their own, even unto the end.”“That’s one of the reasons I wanted to speak to you particularly about.”She looked up sharply,. .Branded, ‘Any more ideas are welcome.’It was all there, and the end of the list was left open for more with the last comment there had been none so far. “Well there`s not a lot left Ada said, surveying the list, Ted sat next to her and said “would you really like to be branded?” she smiled a wan smile, and said if he wanted to brand her she would put up with the pain. She would be happy to wear his mark if that would be his wish. I must have sub-consciously glanced at Matron, because she. Ned then tackled him, as my husband yelled saying he wanted to see his wife right now…I heard his voice and went to see what was happening out there.Then I saw Victor and I forgot I was only wearing a see-through robe and high heels. Ned was explaining him I was a good money maker and also his personal sex toy when I was free…“Take off that robe, slut…” Ned commanded, looking at my eyes.As I stood nude before them, Ned squeezed one of my boobs and said:“See these nice boobs… I own them now" He. The Sorcerer entered his cave and picked up the ring. He chanted over it and it too glowed and pulsed with power. He finished and set the ring down. His preparations were nearly complete. His test of the cup was a success and his debt to the silversmith paid; now he only needed the new body he was to inhabit. The Sorcerer sent out a summons to the mind of a young man in a nearby village. The man was barely twenty years old but he would not live much longer. His soul was dark and he did things.