That would not be a good thing.’ ‘That’s true, but on the other hand, you would experience joy, love and sadness, all of which are part of the h...man condition.’ ‘I would like to experience love. But even love seems to cause great sadness sometimes. How could I adjust to that? I have no experience.’ ‘Surely the circuit designers and programmers would compensate for that. After all, we can’t have a bunch of angry supermen running around, now can we?’ ‘I must do some research before I am ready to. He shut her bedroom door behind him and leaned back against it. This was hard, very hard. He didn't even understand why it was so hard. Chrissy stood outside her room, hearing Sammy lean against the door. She sighed, quietly, fighting off the tears that welled up in her eyes. She was so frightened. Her poor little Sammy. All these questions blazed through her mind like lightening, branching off and forking from one question to another. Was he Gay? Trans? Bi? She stifled a small moan before it. ” His tiny smile was short-lived as the whip landed again. All that escaped Martin was a groan followed by laboured breathing that hissed from his body. My scream bounced off the walls. I hadn’t seen Miles arrive at my side, but his hard slap to my face left me in no doubt he was seriously angry. “Tie her.” His curt order yielded instant results. I struggled as one guard held me while the other bound my hands. The tie cut into the skin around my wrists but the blood oozing from Martin’s back. Finally the court-appointed guardian showed up. I repeated my same requests – no tubes unless blood work showed I was sick, no ICU admissions unless I was truly on my deathbed. She looked at me like I was crazy, but nodded and took notes and I hoped she got the point even if she didn’t understand why. I spent the rest of the day bored to tears. I paced the hallways, walked to the cafeteria and back a dozen times. I practiced meditating, but that got me thinking about Alistair, and then my.