I lay therestewing in anger and frustration. I just couldn't believe they would dosomething like this to me. Unable to express the extent of my dismay... Isaid, "Well, we may as well have a look at them. Will you help me removethe bandages?"Debbie smiled brightly and replied, "Sure honey. Let me get somescissors."A few minutes later she returned with scissors and a damp cloth to wipeaway residue from the stitching the surgeon had used. Before she began,she told me to close my eyes until she was. Tabhi unho ne kaha are itni jaldi kya hai ajj to puri rat hume isi tarah gujarni hai to maine unki dono chunchiyon ko apne hath me le liya aur nipples ko ungliyon se daba ne laga aur pichhe se thodi der tak unke hotho ko chumne ke bad kaha. Dopahar ko to tum chali gayi thi uske bad main tumhare jism ke maze lene ke liye maine 4 ghante intejar kiya hai ab main tumhe chod kar rahunga. Uske bad maine fir se unke hotho par apne hoth rakh diye aur unke muh me apni jeebh dal kar unke hotho ko chusne. Idecided to join her. I dove in and swam slowly to the end, coming torest beside her. I put my elbows on the ledge and let my body relax,floating behind me."Hi," I said."Hi," she replied.We remained silent as we took in the beautiful panorama stretchingout before us."A penny for your thoughts?" I asked.Carla turned, smiling, "Just a penny?" Whatever it takes," I replied seriously. "You've been so quiet. Issomething bothering you?" I don't know if 'bother' is the right word," she reflected."What. What is that? I picked up the dagger, and answered her question: Mark Glassners death. I nicked my finger with the blade. A single, dark bead of blood welled from the cut and landed upon the black metal. For a moment the dagger burned red, drinking in my blood, and binding itself to my life. I could feel the cursed thing like an ugly, throbbing wound upon my forehead. A single cut from this blade will kill any man or woman in minutes, I explained. Nothing can heal its wounds once it has been.