Another eighteen months or nearly two years passed, before Mr Thomas had defied all medical opinion and came out of his coma. Officers had been at his...bedside within hours of receiving the news. But to begin with, Peter Thomas suffered from acute amnesia and had very little memory of his adult life. Over the following months his he regained most of his memories.Was I glad that I hadn't been the officer on the case when he recalled his marriage in detail, and ... well shit, he was obviously. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but she seemed much more limp, much more relaxed. Her body gone empty. Not wanting to push his luck, he took her in and out of trance several more times. Each time inducing her to go further down. To relinquish more of her self control. To sink deeper into comfortable, restful slumber. Each time reinforcing the trigger ‘somnus’. ‘Alright already,’ Janey blurted. ‘This is boring. Are you going to fuck around all night or are you going to get her to do. I had no money, I had no food, and--apparently--I had no job. I didn't know how I was going to get out ofthis situation, but I knew that Becca said she would be coming backtoday. I was eager to see her and hopeful that she would change hermind on this whole thing.I would have no such luck.Becca's call came at about 10 in the morning. She told me that theywere about 3 hours out, so I had plenty of time. I was to shower andshave every part of my body. I was also told to redo my makeup, put onthe. I'd been thinking about sex for a good part of the afternoon. There was no particular reason, it was just something that came to mind. I knew I was going to get laid, the only question was by whom (well, when was important, too).The bus stop for the Ranch was a paved road that led back into the trees that led to the main house. It curved, and there was a gate, both to assure privacy. That didn't stop the kids still on the bus from craning their necks, but there wasn't anything to see, just a.