Besides it was Lois's problem not really mine. I could very easily ignore him.I had no idea how exhausted I still was until I hit the bed. I slept wit...out the pain meds even though I did feel the leg a bit. I almost got out bed in the middle of the night to take a pill, but I managed to make it through. I had over twenty of the Tylenol with Codeine left. I wanted to save them so I switched to OTC Tylenol. I did it to save the Codeine, just in case I had a really bad night.The next morning I. He wasn't hurting me." I stared at her. Like hell he wasn't hurting her, nobody goes away like that just for fun. And this was her brother? Oh. My. God. I suddenly felt sick to my stomach.The janitor, a big black man whom I would've been scared of in other circumstances, was my hero at this point. He glanced over his shoulder at the girl. "This pathetic piece of human excrement is your brother?" It wasn't what he said, but the tone that stopped the girl. The tone clearly conveyed the sentiment. Their meanest trick was to ask to borrow mytissues on the pretence of wiping their lipstick or something (which theywere never allowed to wear,) and then 'forget' to return it as I waitedbefore going into the cubicle. Before I wised up, there were severalinstances where I ended up with damp knickers and believe me, that is avery uncomfortable situation, not to mention the smell. And boy! Cangirls spot a smell! It was several weeks before I resolved all the issueswith the girls and those. I worked fanatically all day, foregoing lunch – unusual for a foodie like me. Also unusually for the manual effort I was putting in. Something was driving me on. I cleared the shed and constructed a stout pen. To test it, I belted it with a lump hammer and bashed against it with all my weight, I’m six feet five and fifteen stone (210lbs to my US fellow bestials). I levered at it with my legs and it stood up nicely. In one of the barns, I grabbed some netting and tested it. It was sound. Outside.