" He looked at me. I had no name for him yet, and he smiled, giving me a small one that made my knees feel like I was standing on a trampoline. "Uh, I...m Dr. Stevenson. What can I do for you?"I was so busy thinking about my knees and how his eyes were just a shade lighter than brown ... hazel, I thought..."What?" I blinked at him. "Oh. I'm, um..." he smiled as I stammered, " ... Trixie." I felt my face burning. "No ... Lisa! I'm Lisa and, uh ... I'm going to leave now and move to..." I rolled my. Pap was there just taking in the morning I looked over and there was the burned-out wreck, and I flared inside. Once I was sitting down, I asked Pap "When can we get that taken away?" I said pointing to the Ford."We can call after breakfast. Should be gone be this afternoon. You're movin' a might slow this mournin'." I feel real sore today. Worse that when I was in the hospital or yesterday." Seemin' you always do once the excitement wears off." He replied."I don't think I want anymore. Becky nodded. ‘You know the rules.’ Becky nodded again. The warder sat in the spot vacated by the girl and crossed her legs, long and shapely and sheathed in black tights, one stiletto firmly on the floor the other flicking back and forth on the end of the toes on her crossed leg. ‘You know what to do,’ she said evenly, tapping her skirt with long fingers. Becky didn’t hesitate and pulled down her jogging pants letting them drop to her feet then moved closer to the warder’s side. ‘And those,’. ...Oh Mother i am so sorryfor misbehaving...please let me wash this horrible mud off...please...."Oh no michelle we are just beginning...now back into the pit and thistime i want you to begin walking back and forth toward the deep end andif you loose your balance you are not to catch yourself..understood mudslut?" I step back in...sinking like a rock and almost getting stuckwith each step...as i move in the pit i sink almost to my knees....eachstep a slow and painful struggle to break the grip.