But you had no confidence at all in what you had. You didn't know how to develop, or how to care for it. You were so self-conscious, you couldn't spea.... You couldn't look anyone in the eye. You took every hurt and every fear, every setback so seriously that it made you look helpless." She took a drag and blew out. "Now you're hard as a rock. You have a body as fit and firm as a grown man's. Not a bloated body, not size. But a good, strong body and a glow about you. People will notice that.. But no promises. If I look too stupid or you laugh the show's over."She jumped up, squealed happily, and clapped her hands. "Oh goody, oh goody, this is going to be so much fun!" She led me to the bathroom and stripped my clothes off."First a shower." Pam turned on the shower and pushed me in.I got in, picked up a bar of soap, and started to lather up."Oh no," Pam said, as she slipped into the shower with me, and snatched the soap from my hand. "Just leave it up to me Sugah; I'll take care of. Now he could hear footsteps, pattering, more than one person. They were coming closer. ‘Ahhh our little pet’s asleep!’ Clara’s voice was strident and irritatingly female to Riddick’s ears. He didn’t move, feigning sleep. ‘I think we should go find Adam, I wonder where he is?’ Lucy’s voice was not as loud as she was still standing by the doorway. Oh no you don’t. Riddick began to cough and gasp. ‘Oh,’ said Clara, ‘Our little pet’s sick.’ Riddick couldn’t hear Lucy moving any closer and coughed. The cool thing about using a mask was that it made it easier to do that Marlon Brando trick of stuffing cotton wool in my cheeks to disguise his voice like in the Godfather. I’d done some practice, now I had to find out if it worked.I watched Ellen until she’d definitely stopped crying and started to get herself together and then opened the door. I stood in the doorway, silhouetted by the light behind me. It had to be hard for Ellen to see my mask, let alone my face. I stood saying nothing.