She tried to move about a little and to peer over her back to see what damage had been done to her skin. All she got was more pain for her trouble. We...ts she could (ouch) feel on her shoulders and arse, but she couldn't see much. The woman in the next cage was obviously trying to tell her something, but didn't speak any English, so no real communication was possible.She spent a while working out how she got here and why. Her memory of the time in the two local guys' flat was hazy, especially. Then one day the phone rang...-Yuri however, Yuri was going to be a special case to Morgan.She was taken to the underground research hospital, admitted as one ofthose who volunteered for experiments in exchange for exorbitant amountsof money, and then all that documentation was lost "somehow." And Yuriceased to exist in the world of paperwork.Yuri was going to be a special project.-Yuri kept feeling she was sleeping, in a dream she couldn't wake up fromsomehow, drifting walking in her beautiful. "She and I haven't had our flashpoint," I said looking at the shorts thoughtfully. "She's given it some thought, but..."I shrugged and reached out to touch the black silk again."Does that actually happen?" she asked curiously."What?" I asked."A flashpoint when you're on the reserve list," she said with some mystery in her smile."Not often," I answered. "But when it does, the fire tends to leave scars." Do you like scars?" she asked wide-eyed."I'm still young enough to think passion should. "As we walked out and down to my car, I asked her, "Is the same restaurant still good for you?" Yes, and thank you in advance for the dinner. It was very good last week and I am looking forward to the tiramisu again."As before, her smile lit up her face and it made me feel good to at least seem like I was doing something to make her smile. Hopefully she would accept my offer and it would really make her smile.We drove to the restaurant making small talk as we went. I didn't want to hit her with.