" She hesitated and then moved over next to me her defenses still spiky. I waited. She looked, challenging me with her eyes. I just waited. Finally, w...thout either of us saying anything she conceded and relaxed."Ok," I said. "Let's put everything on the table." I listed all the reasons she should go back from me going to jail to her finishing school to her parent's probable anguish at her being gone without a trace.She countered with her reasons for not going back, which tragically were nothing. But it was to no avail. Harry and Rob strung her up by her wrists and used her tits as punching bags. For an hour Using bare knuckles they beat her tits until they were purple. When they tired of the punching they tied her tits tight and hung her by her tits. Then they went and had a beer. When the men came back they showed a flicker of humanity when they cut her down and untied her tortured tits. They had brought submarine sandwiches and offered Ethel one. She hadn't eaten in thirty hours and. The helicopter soon was a dot in the horizon, Molly and Katie watching it go from Katie`s window knowing what was happening to their friend in the office, their imaginations running riot.A couple of hours past, neither had spoken, suddenly they heard a chopper overhead, perhaps Jess returning Katie thought, but the machine had a different note, heavier than usual, strangely the chopper stopped just a few moments then lifted off and there were the sounds of a second arriving, the women exchanged. ’ Veronica leans back in her chair and lets out a sigh of relief and joy that for the first time she’s accomplished something so simple, but yet so difficult. Francis cut a piece and feeds it to her. She takes a bite and taste the flavors exploding in her mouth. ‘Oh, Damn! That is good.’ Giddy, of her accomplishment, Veronica leans over and places a kiss on her husband’s cheek. ’26 years and I finally learned how to cook an egg.’ ‘I’d still love you whether you can cook or not.’ Francis.