Jamil was chained to a wall in a basement cell and left with her misery. She was on a cot like the prison beds she had seen in old American movies. Th... chain was long enough to reach a toilet at one end of the cot, and a sink at the other. Her first action when the cell door closed was to rinse her mouth out and rid herself of the sour taste that remained of the men. The second action was to empty her stomach in the toilet. Then, all she could do was relive the memories of her nightmare.She. I went in the bed room which was nicely furnished air conditioned room. My client showed me the computer which we kept on table near the head side of huge double bed. I started installing my software in it, by that time his wife came with a cup of coffee for me. I casually took the cup from the tray and said Thank you to her and resumed my work with the computer. While working I recollect that she was wearing deep neck night gown, was very fair, perfect shaped boobs (36), around 5′-6″ in. I was telling them a little about my last visit up there and they're very keen on meeting you.”“Well, I guess that would be okay.” I replied.“And,” she went on, “they're the kind that would fit in well with you and Jenn . . . and me.”“You mean . . .?”“Lots of happy exercise!” she finished my thought in a happy crow.I was beginning to get interested.“One thing, can your gadget do feels” she asked.“Of course, that's what we were doing.”“No, not touchy feely feels, I meant feelings, happy, sad,. I don’t want to sightsee or do things. I just want to sit in a chair by the water with a good book, so I can forget the world exists and relax.One thing on my bucket list is to play in an NHL game. I can’t be drafted, I’m too old. But maybe I can catch on with a semi-pro team and work my way up. Would I colonize a new planet? Hmm, maybe. Are you going too? It might affect my answer.My biggest regret? Not giving a shit. I treated people badly, Tess, andI really regret it. Someday I’ll tell you.