"The woman put her hand over her mouth. "Oh dear!" she cried. "Will he ... recover?"The doctor shrugged. "I'm sorry, but the psychological trauma i... permanent, unfortunately. But there is hope," he offered."Will he be able to live a normal life again?" she asked through the tears that were threatening to form.The doctor nodded. "Oh, yes. With some plastic surgery, some therapy, and occupational therapy, it is possible for cases such as this to become fully functioning members of society. Alarmed, Jeff said, “You and Donald”? “Yes, Donald and I reached a new point but so did me and you.” “What turning point did you and I reach”? “When I asked you for time alone with Don you allowed me to do it. I like that. So from that perspective there is growth in a positive direction.” “What turning point did you and Donald reach?” “First, I need you to promise not to become angry.” Jeff’s gut twisted painfully and it registered on his face.” “Jeff, I haven’t even told you yet!” . .. or delight. "Now, now my pretty, you don't wanna disappoint the Master do you?" he asked as he took one hand tightly around her waist and used the other to gently caress her flushed cheek. Gretel writhed and looked into his eyes, their hypnotic quality vehemently boring into her without relent. "N-no.. M-master..." He trailed his thumb over her swollen lips and delicately moved it inside her mouth, "I didn't think so Gretel... but you do know that you were a bad girl just now? You do know. When Margo left the room momentarily, Karen ripped it off and folded it into her purse, trying not to look guilty.Jenny had agreed to help set up the little confrontation, but absolutely refused to join in. She wanted to help Hank, but her love for him was too deep to witness the embarrassment.Karen and Donna waited in the car until Jenny signaled them. Hank had just entered the shower. Mother and daughter eased into the Master bedroom while the shower ran, and waited for Hank to finish..