A coward to the end, he'd even volunteered Sandra to deliver the money at a time and place of my choosing. He further assured me that the police were ...ot apprised of his change of heart and would not intervene in any exchange."I'll bet," I thought as fear of his own demise drove his every action.I emailed back accepting the terms and requested the meeting take place the following evening. I informed him I would send details of the procedure closer to the time.The girls emerged from the bathroom. Not even letting her skin know what was happening to her. Again. Again. Again. How long did he stay? Maybe just a day. Maybe a week. She didn’t know, because she was already dead, and when you’re dead there isn’t any time. Isn’t any body. Isn’t anything to feel anymore. He moved her here and there, and the plastic against her skin became her skin as she became plastic, just plastic. Just dead.Jaguar awoke with a start from the old nightmare. She had been nine when that happened. Now,. I signed to swap places as itwas obviously too much for her to lift, quickly we moved and she smiledher thanks, when suddenly her expression changed to alarm. A stingingpain across the back of my legs explained that; the Asian girl had lashedthem with a thin whip, which felt as though it had cut right through thediaphanous gauze of my trousers. Looking into the mirror right in frontof me I could see her raising her arm to lash again, but suddenly at thefar end of the room a stout middle aged. He took her wrist and put her hand on his shoulder, standing an arm-length apart. Keeping one end of the tape secured at her wrist with his fingers his other hand moved slowly up her arm with the tape, his fingers brushing ever so lightly on her soft bare arm. She could feel goosebumps all over her body by the time his fingers touched her well-rounded shoulder. She waited until he took the tape away from her arm before saying, "I want it to be a deep-sleeveless cut." Varun nodded.