"Haven't slept much at all since the battle" Evans paused,"It's not so much the nightmares it's the horrors and the night sweats. The nightmares are a...l in the hospital ship.You know, I don't have any recollection whatsoever of events that day. I remember an impact without any noise which hit just aft of the Boat Bay and then nothing until the hospital ship.I used to try to sleep but I wake up screaming nonsense, feeling so terrified I can't think, absolutely drenched in sweat; the bedding. I found myself thinking over every word before speaking to her. I was so afraid that I would say something to set her off. A few words from her to Carly and my life would go to shit.I met Carly for lunch. She was all smiles. I let myself relax a little. I realized that if I was always tense around her, she would figure out I was guilty about something."I saw Nancy this morning," she said. My heart skipped a few beats for good measure. "It sounds like she and Frank are really hitting it off. - Maybe it will scare any burglars away, she said with an embarrassed smile.She kept talking about this and that. Her husband is usually away during weekdays, he travels a lot in his profession. I know he drinks a lot when he's around during the weekends. Her life cannot be too happy and she really needs somebody to talk to from time to time.This time, it was me.As she kept talking she also moved slowly, slowly to her left and I could tell how her eyes were focused on trying to look around my. Martha's had much more complete domination of Sandra than she had ever had of Alan. As long as Martha was prepared to abuse Sandra freely, Sandra would oblige by doing anything for her beloved Mistress.Sandra told Martha everything she did in the bedroom with Alan and with her lesbian girl-friend in whatever level of detail Martha demanded. Martha enjoyed listening to Sandra, who was usually lying on the floor with her hands and feet tied when she made her 'confessions' as Martha called them,.