He was waiting to be admitted to the hospital ward.He was a nice old man. I think he was lonely. He wanted to chat. So wedid. As I listened to stories...of his life it made me think of a youngpsychiatry resident who loved doing just that. Wasn't it the reason hechose that field in the first place. To help people by listening; andtalking. How did that idealistic young man become the cold cynic thathad existed till yesterday? It made me wonder, and it also made me thinkof something that Mr Black. "Like my little sister," she smiled.A bailiff called for us. I entered the courtroom last. Nina, Sandy and I stood with Dodd. Glenda stood next to the sleazeball who was her attorney. The bailiff read the case off and then swore the whole bunch of us to oath."Mister Smythe," the judge said, "I have serious question as to why you see fit to bring this question before the court. What do you say..."The smarmy bastard played his best card. "Your Honor," he said, "my client has limited knowledge of. Something she stole off a guard while escaping."Wasn't a Request bitch ... In fact parked the car"He did as told. She held the gun on him and got into the passenger side"Drive and don't say a word" She saidThey drove miles and miles"You got a Phone bitch, give it to me" Treasure said"But I ... "SLAP!!!"Bitch gives me the Phone and keeps driving." She saidShe spoke on the phone"Yea is at the hotel I talked about. Laying Low. Yea got that little bitch whohad a crush on me. Little Fairy almost. " Reluctantly I walked across the room and sat next to her on the couch,unsure of myself. She unbuttoned her nightgown and shrugged it off of her leftshoulder, pulling it down to reveal her breast. It was pasty white and aboutthe size of a cantaloupe. The aureole was a light shade of brown, like thecolor of a pancake and the size of a silver dollar. Her nipple was huge, thediameter of a dime and at least a half inch in length. A small amount ofpale white milk dribbled from it. As I watched.