Paperwork says to give them to you. It doesn’t specify if they are to wear clothes. Right now, they managed to get through a high window and are out...in the exercise area. They can’t get out of there. Eventually, they will pass out from hunger. We only need to wait and then get them.When I went out of the door to the area, he told me that they made the nonsense sounds they made sometimes. They were believed to be Hispanic but didn’t respond to things said in Spanish or Portuguese. Each. She was there the next day, then the next, and, well, one thing led to another. About six weeks later, I happened to ask her when she had to get back to work, just out of curiosity, you know, and she said she had to be back to work a month before." I did not want to leave," Giselle said. "It was very cold still in Montreal, and Buddha was very nice, so I just stayed." Up till then, we'd only talked in French," Buddha said. "But when I realized she meant it, we switched over to English, and she. She made up her mind. ‘Oh Jeff, could you help me please?’ she called from the bedroom. ‘I’ll be right there,’ he replied. When Jeff walked through the bedroom door, Liz was lying on her side totally nude. She had a big smile on her face. ‘Damn Liz what are you doing?’ he asked in a shocked tone. ‘I’m fishin” she replied. ‘What are you fishin’ for,’ Jeff stammered. ‘I’m fishin’ for you! You must know I’m in love with you. Your mama knows. Your daddy knows. Don’t tell me that you didn’t even. She began breathing heavily through her nose, terrified of this new, unknown instrument of torture. As the strap was tightened to painful levels, she began to hyperventilate. Suddenly, she felt something cover her nose, and she could no longer breathe. She held her breath for what seemed like forever, and she knew she could not survive much longer. She began flailing, trying to breathe but succeeding only in punishing her already over-stretched muscles further. Finally, she could no longer hold.