If I had been with someone, I might have. Even though my bed was only a few inches wider than my prison bunk, it was a damn sight more comfortable. Th... bed had two sets of springs. One was in the box spring part of the bed. The mattress also had an inner spring. Both parts of the set were extra firm, and that was really comfortable on my broken down body.I finally found the courage to get up and go to the bathroom. It wasn’t cold just chilly. After the bathroom, I heated the day old coffee in. The other ‘me’ always has to die.”“What?” Mac exclaimed, not understanding. “How did she die?”“The bastard shot her,” Lisa said, simply. “Right after he shot you.”“How did I miss that?” he asked.“It didn’t happen the second time,” Lisa said. “I yelled at him and he didn’t blow my head off like he did hers. He changed his mind about killing me and just wanted to wound me. That way, he could take me inside and keep me for a while – to play with...”“Sick bastard,” Mac muttered.“So do you mind if. ." It's getting big!" she exclaimed."Don't look at it. You'll encourage it." Are you saying it's getting big because of me? Does it think I'm sexy?" Yes, it thinks you're sexy. You know you are."She moved to lie on her back and stare into the sun. She was quiet for several seconds. "That's the nicest thing anyone ever said to me." It's true. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror lately? Your breasts are firm and your tummy's flat. Your little ass is shapely and I like your hair that way.. My plan is Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. I work 6:00am to 3:00pm. I was planning on going to dinner in a few minutes so I can get to Vespers. You can join me if you want to.”“I do. And, thanks.”“For?”“Not trying to avoid me. I thought you might because of everything that happened.”“I can be your friend, Angie,” I replied. “That should never have been a question. Shall we go to dinner?”She smiled and nodded, so we left her room and went down the elevator, then headed to the cafeteria for.