" Was that my voice? I sounded like a cartoon frog!"Just a minute", she said, heading back to the nurse's station and around the corner.I waited, watc...ing intently. It looked like she was the only one on shift for this ward tonight.She returned with some ice water, which I drank greedily."Slowly", she said concernedly. "Slowly..." She moved my hands and took the cup, feeding me the water bit by bit. This caused her to bend over enough to show some incredible cleavage.Damn, I knew it was. I looked down expecting to see blood sprouting. Instead I saw my girlfriend removing her pen from the blue point that she had created on my hand. “Stay awake, Sketch.” “I was awake, just missing Winter Break.” She gave me a sympathetic not then turned her focus back to the teacher droning on about who knows what. She slipped her fingers through mind, holding my hand for the class, squeezing it subtly every now and again, just letting me know she was there. Finally, class mercifully ended.. ”The woman who offered to be a slave for the package offered came over and sat next to Melanie and asked, “May I talk to you in private.”Melanie replied, “Unless it is very private, they really don’t need to leave.”Melanie introduced her, “This is Morgan, please feel free ask me or us anything you would like.”To Melanie, Morgan said, “When I jokingly said something about becoming a slave, you said that I should be careful what I ask for. What did you mean when you said that?”Melanie smiled and. After the fact, Andrew remembered asking why him- the power to make people believe everything you say is a powerful one. Why would V.V. give it to him?In response, V.V. told him of the biblical story of King Cyrus. Cyrus had been a king of Persia who had expanded his empire to take over Babylonia, where the Jews had been enslaved. The Persians didn't practice slavery and so as an afterthought, Cyrus freed them and let them go home to Israel. The moral of the story is that on occasion, good.