I pulled the knife out of my pocket and opened it. Her eyes widened and she started crying uncontrollably.I slid the knife under her bra, between her ...its, and cut it open with a quick snap of my wrist. Moving the cups out of the way to expose her naked breasts, I stepped back, folded my knife and returned it to my pocket. I stared are her for a while, waiting for her to calm down."Well..." I began, pinching my chin with the fingers of my right hand, "These are nice tits... but, I mean,. Roger Carmel parked his Ford stationwagon in the basement garage of the building across the street, and then walked down the street to the Antler Building, hurrying because he was late.Not that he could really mind that he was late... the interlude of loving with his wife had made him feel better than he had in the last couple of weeks. No doubt about it: sex was the greatest tranquilizer in the world. He needed the eager arms and hot body of his lovely wife more than he could tell her; he. ’ Susan and I had told each other our dreams. It all seemed so simple then. She was going to be a star and we’d live in a mansion with fancy cars and know all the rich people. Instead, I enlisted in the service but I always knew we weren’t meant for each other. We didn’t want the same things in life. I do have to say the sex was good. Of course I was a nineteen year old horny teenager. All sex was good back then. I’ve since grown up and knew I wanted more than just fucking. I was looking at all. She looked at me thoughtfully. "For some it might be. No bills, no job,no stress of work, just hours on end of relaxing and doing nothing whileevery need for them is taken care of." But sitting there doing nothing but defecating on yourself, being forcedto eat food that?s inedible for no real reason, and mutilated...?" Ipaused, hoping I wasn?t pushing it given the changes she?d made to me."How can that seem like a living? Surely if it was so great... wouldn?tyour kind be putting themselves into.