" No trouble." The girl pulled a small towel out and handed it to Courtney. "Might want to double it."Courtney brushed all the snow that she could get...off the end of the bench, put the folded towel down and sat across from Bridget."So..." Courtney started.Bridget looked at Courtney and grinned. "I'll bet you're wondering why this lunatic is sitting out here in the cold eating a sandwich, hmmm?"Courtney was glad she hadn't yet taken a sip of her hot coffee, for she surely would have blown some. It is, if you getit right the only way you can get an evenly, honey brown piece of toast,the best in the world. At that moment I heard a small gasp. Suddenly,feeling very cold, very frightened, very weak, I spun round, almostfainting with shock and surprise. Terror made me almost drop the plate Iwas holding but I managed to put it on the table and sit down in thechair. Tears of dismay and fear clouded my eyes as I saw mother standingin the doorway looking at me in a quizzical but not at all. Then I tucked her under one arm and set off for the room where the treadmills were housed. The girl was still sobbing, which was hardly surprising in view of what had happened and what was now in store. Though she had been trained and tormented into total submission, it was obviously Melissa’s policy to maintain the strictest discipline over her slave. Either because she wished total submission to be maintained or, simply because she enjoyed doing so. I re-entered the treadmill room and stood. "Well," taking a deep breath she felt pain in her chest as if her breath was something she had no rights to have "Shane's not going to give up. I know him well Ann, he's going to try everything to get me back. I'm pretty sure he's on his way now, coming her to try to find out why I left him back then and why I left him yesterday, and I'm going to give him a reason Ann," she felt tears burn her eyes again as she tried hard to swallow a sharp pain from deep down inside her chest creeping up her.