I lived on the second floor, because I was afraid of heights, deathly afraid. Fred the doorman opened the door for me, "Morning, Ms. Osilio.running ... little late this morning aren't you?" "Yeah, Fred.I'm not myself today, but I'll come around." I started my jog half in surprise half not noticing my surroundings. I lived in the centrum, which is the most expensive part of the city. This wasn't the Newark I'd heard about in my day. It was like Amsterdam, New York, and something out of Blade. The heat beat down on them with the intensity of the surface of the sun. The constant rain over the last few days only helped to intensify the effect of the humidity now. Their only saving grace is the fact was the jungle has plenty of water sources should they get thirsty and run out of water. So far their travelling has been steady with the jungle full of sound. There hadn’t been any signs of anything or anyone following them or tracking them, but neither refused to drop their guard. Then a. Having to pee at this moment reminded of things connected with pee, if you read this far, you know where that can go. It had been a long time since those times with Judy when we would just do anything with each other. I had a lot of sex now, but nobody was humiliating me, putting in a collar with a leash, making(letting?) me play the slave role that I loved to do. I was in the bathroom, cleaning off what Al put on me. Ho-hum. I pictured Judy sitting on the toilet, naked, holding my chain leash,. "Let's see, 'Fine' is one word. 'I'm pregnant' is two. 'Size doesn't matter' is three, so it has to be, 'We need to talk'. How did I do?" Sometimes you scare me," I said. Then I just asked, "What's up, Jamie?"She stood up out of me and started pacing. I could see there were tears in her eyes. Allison gave me a concerned look and stood up to intercept her."Hey! Whoa there," Allison said, stopping her and looking into her eyes. "What's the matter?"Immediately Jamie hugged her, burying her face in.