She laughed and agreed that it was pointless to be concerned with how narrow-minded idiots judged her - she knew she had a great physique and she took...joy in it. Within the span of just a brief conversation she systematically destroyed many of the training myths that you realized you'd been force-fed all this time. Out of nowhere, she looked directly into your eyes and asked you just how fit you wanted to become, and why.You're not sure what came over you then, but you met that gaze, looked. Gratefully she finds that the warm water soothes a bit. So the night is spent thinking furiously and draining then filling the tub without getting out of it.However, when the sun rises while the pain has subsided no viable decisions have been made. While dreading the coming days and weeks ahead there doesn't seem to be any resolution to this problem other than self destruction. It takes three days before she can walk somewhat normally and thankfully the sadist doesn't write.Then the phone rings. Rather than rush anything, I waltzed her to her big, brightly lit bathroom, and maneuvered us into the shower. As fast as I could I undressed her. Janet sucked in a breath when she saw Mr. Johnson at full length staring straight up at her. Clearly she expected it to hurt, also.Bathing before sex is such a sweet way to break the ice, and I gently ran my hands all over her nakedness. Janet preened as I cupped her breasts and softly tweaked each nipple. Even with a wasted body, her breasts were. You actually own stocks in corporations that don’t exist any longer. That’s amazing. You own stock in what is now illegal in all fifty states!”“It is still worth millions of dollars,” the banker said stubbornly.“I’ll swap you a can of beans for your whole portfolio,” Betsy said.“The corporations will exist when we get the economy restarted,” the banker said.“They don’t exist. Every state has passed laws disbanding corporations. Half of the buildings they were in have been burned to the ground..