” I gave him our new phone number, the one we’d had installed in Mrs. Mazzone’s home even though she had tried to convince us to use hers as ou... own. I drove Barbara back to what was for now our home and put her to bed, lying with her until she was asleep then I rose and went downstairs to speak with Mrs. Mazzone.“It must have been very difficult for her.”“It was. She’s much braver than I could ever be. To relive those horrible moments over and over; I think she can feel the lashes of that. " Again I nodded. My grandmother then finally looked at me and we stared at one another. Then she surprised me once again by suddenly kissing me full on the mouth. At first it was just a lips to lips for a few seconds kiss. Then suddenly she opened her mouth and began kissing me very pationitly. I began kissing her back feeling a growing in my crotch again.But before anything happened she suddenly pushed me away looking embaressed again. She then told me that I had better go. Again I said. So I went back to bed. I'd slept so long and hard I doubted I'd be able to do much more, but it was a good idea to get myself back on a normal waking/sleeping schedule. To my surprise I nodded off fairly soon and didn't wake until nearly 8:00.The room had a coffee-maker, and I got it cranking while I brushed my teeth. Breakfast was next on the agenda, and I again ordered room service. While I was waiting I called the office and gave them a song and dance about a possible case of the chicken. One of the few signs of pain she had ever allowed herself.“You will get a last cigarette. Maybe more. This will take time.” His finger traced the big scar on her belly. “And I will stub them out on you. Or in you?” He chuckled a mean chuckle, watched her. “Yes Sir, thank you, Sir.” He smiled. “You can wear the shirt, open. Arms on your back, now.”Was that relieve on her face? It passed so quickly and he was not sure. As she slipped the shirt on he opened the bag, fished for the handcuffs.Alex.