"It's neither one, in fact, and the first time I heard, if you mean Carlos' death, was at your front door. I'm so very sorry." Yes," she said, sighing... "So am I. We had a lot of years, but in the end the damn cancer got him. He was a bit older, you know. He got to a hundred and ten, but the last year, it wasn't good for him. It was his time. At the end, you know, he did it himself, refused to keep making himself a burden, as he saw it. Saved up the pain pills, wouldn't take them until he had. I crossed my arms against my torso when feeling a cold breeze blow through me. I couldn’t believe that he would do that to me. I walked down the street trying to figure out how anyone could do something so horrible. I ignored Ethan for him. I broke up with Ethan for him. I fell in love with him, cared for him more than anyone else for it to just be a lie. I looked to my side when I heard a car slowly pull up beside me. I kept walking expecting it to be Jonathan. ‘I don’t want to hear it,. Then fetching a knitting needle, he began tapping my nipples alternately, at first,” she said “it was an annoying tap, tap, tap, but slowly it became uncomfortable, then painful and finally really excruciating, all the time he was explaining that one day he would nail these lovely tits to a plank for me, it being something he had always dreamed of. By now the pain had me really wet and he could have torn my tits off and I would have been happy to let him, as it is the thought of being nailed. If you fight us, you will be very uncomfortable. Sister Sanders is a special case, but none the less, you will address her with respect.”“Crap!”“Keep it up, Sixty. You’ll learn.”“My name is Joanna Pollock.”“But here, you are IS31/60.” Sassy Welling said that, as Bert was climbing into the driver’s seat. “Seat belt, Sixty.”The woman pouted obstinately, but reluctantly strapped herself in.Back at the Horseshoe, Sarah followed Bert and Sassy as they escorted Sixty to the door. The door,.