A female voice spoke, “Glioblastoma multiforme, inoperable ... diagnosis terminal within a few weeks.” The hands moved back to rolling him to his ...ide.What the fuck is glioblas-whatever-form? Tell me.This time the hands continued rolling him on his side. “Brain cancer,” she said.Brain cancer! Fuck! And terminal! What could he do?Now that he was on his side he felt a wet sponge being applied to his back, but whoever was doing this still had a hand on him.Tell me if there’s anything anyone can. "Peter nodded again."Down the road, if you and Trace aren't seeing each other and you need some, don't be afraid to ask." Peter nodded a third time."But if you ever want to cheat on Traci, I wouldn't advise trying to make me an accomplice."Peter turned deep red. "I wouldn't," he stammered and I believed him. I had a feeling that Peter was a one girl at a time kind of guy."Does she know?" Does who know what?" I asked as I settled into the desk next to her."Does she know?" Robbie's eyes flicked. Whoever did this will surely be caught."Heck, that was all I needed to hear!!!I watched as they dragged drunken Erv outside - he didn't even have a coat.I ran over, handed him mine and said, "Keep warm until they let us back inside." I was used to being cold and even though I shivered, it didn't much matter to me...Flashback – Major M – Undisclosed baseI got back to my office, logged onto my computer, opened up the Word document and son-of-a-bitch! Every place where Sgt. Reynold's name should. I then started to wriggle myselfinto the dress. When I got the dress on my Master instructed me to turnaround. I did as instructed and he said, "Yes sissy I think your newdress is going to fit perfectly, now let me zip you up." Thank You Master," I replied. Master then pulled the zipper up to myneck. It was now that I felt my head being raised by the polo neck collarof the dress. I then heard a little clicking noise which I did notrecognize. Master informed me that he had just clipped.