“Okay, but let the man know that we understand and we are with him. Okay?” said Cecilia.“Of course, Mom, of course,” she said. “And thank yo... for your support. It means a lot.”A month to go for visitation. Oh, and didn’t I say? I got me a cellmate, Hank Gordon. We are resident in the Kaibab unit, cell 205. Gordon is in for life and no parole, not ever: killed his whole family and then tried to kill himself; he failed the last part. His reward for failing? Why I was his reward. I got to be his. ‘–you damned bastard!’ Tsking Ella got in between the two and talked furiously. ‘Stop it! There is no reason for you to be going at each other!’ ‘The hell there isn’t! Your lord here kidnapped our sister and then forced her to marry him! I’m ready to damn well knock his–‘ With a quick slash of her hand Ella silenced him. ‘First of all…the Sidi did not kidnap her! True he did something stupid by going to an auction in the first place but did you think of what could have happened had he not. .." said my beautiful mistress giggling cruely.I was totaly terrified and starts to shiver in fear and starts to beg for mercy in muffeled voice as much I can make from my battered face, broken jaw and damaged tounge, "what now slave are you trying to plead that this punishment is not sufficent I also feel same way so lets make it five fingeres to remove nails from and add some serious whipping along with trample is that fine he he he ......."she said giggling cruely, I was totaly shocked and. I know I'd seen them here on both my previous trips. Bad form to argue with someone who may know a whole lot more than you do.I settled for giving an indeterminate nod, before settling down to firmly watch The Highway myself. I intended now to prove myself as dedicated a watcher as they were.It was a quiet morning. A couple nondescript creatures traversed our segment, ignoring all of us alongside it, but that was it for the moment. There are often quiet periods like that here.About the time I.