..." Sylvia, Silkie, I am dying as well, I need you here with me, I truly need you.If you cancel your performing dates, our relationship is finished....You will not see me ever again." Denis, we'll see about that. I'm going to take you with me if I can................ One week later:Silkie, sitting with Rachel, at the Doggie Diner in Venice Beach.Rachel: "..............................So, the oncologist tells me, there's not much a mastectomy can do for me now, since the fucking cancer is in my. .i can barely reach my own ass with my handsbut when i finally manage 2 get a tight gripi pull my ass-cheeks apart as far as i canhoping that it will help u drive in2 me even deeperas i moan" deeper !! harder !! fuck me !! fuck me !! FUCK ME !!! "u start hammering in2 my ass even harder & fastermaking my whole body rock backward & 4wardas your cock pummels my hyper-sensitive prostate& i can feel myself heading 2ward sweet orgasm...then suddenly & without any kind of warningu let go of my arms &. Maybe. Just not right now. Okay?”She nodded. “Okay.”After a few moments, she said, “Do you want me to come with you when you go and see Clarissa? Or would you rather be alone? It’s fine either way—”“I’m not going.”“You’re not? But why?”“I’m just not, okay.”“No, it’s not okay! Paul, you haven’t been to see her at all since—”“Since what? Since they stuffed her in a box and dropped her in a hole in the ground? I wonder why?”“It’s not like that. It feels right to go and—”“And what? Talk to her?. En route to the bike sheds, she had to pass the boys' toilets, the scene of her near-downfall.Standing outside were Terry and Rick, both wearing the inane grins that usually follow the smoking of a strong joint."Hi guys! How's it hanging?" Fine, Mel. You?"She couldn't be bothered to tell them about her narrow squeak in Miss Abrahams' office, or divulge the steamier details of her practical research project with the Deputy Head. "I need a pee. Wanna watch?" You bet!" They both scampered in after.