Two hours later, Martin and I left the hospital’s emergency room. My head was OK but unfortunately I had a badly sprained ankle with a tiny fracture... I would need a week on crutches with a bit of therapy to get me back to normal. The following day I spent mostly in bed letting the pills the hospital gave me do their work. By late afternoon my mind went back to my two crude teenage rescuers, which I had hardly stopped thinking about since my accident. I recalled what they said and got myself so. Because of the way we dug into the side of a hill, the temperature should stay above freezing with minimal heating.Holly was acting very pleased with herself because we had snatched Wanda. I decided to let Holly go so I could see what was on her mind and how far she would really push the young girl.Holly kept Wanda tied up a lot of the time. She did a lot of whispering in the girl’s ear what she wanted to do to her. I established myself in Wanda’s mind as the guy in charge and the one keeping. ..every week...well this week...l tried it...and it seem to work.....your joking right?...dad said.....no....we could try it again...l said...dad..who do you know..that is not interested in any form of sex?....he paced up and down.....after a few moments....Joyce....who,s Joyce l said.she lives down the street...about 50..big tits...lovely lady...church organist...ho..that Joyce...l said...she,s nice...wouldn,t mind showing her my organ?..calm down son....dad said...how long before you can make. I don't care anymore, I decide. I'm a big girl."Who is this?" I type.There is no response after 20 minutes.I shower, do my make up, dress in a dusty pink silk skirt and a whitesilk blouse, slide into pink 4-inch stilettos with gold dipped heels,and do my make up, dark smoky eyes of gray and white, soft pink lips, mybusiness look.Still no response.I head out to breakfast. I wonder what the other advisors have to say.***What? Impossible, the President thinks. After such a spectacular showthis.