When I came back out I could still hear Walts big belly slamming against her ass. Annas whimpers had turned into low moans and painful little grunts. ...erved her right, I guess. Its been eight months since Walt first stayed with us. Hes been back three times since he left that last time. He doesnt come for business anymore, just for visits, now. When hes not here Anna is like she has always been – a dutiful, loving wife. When he is here, she belongs to him. I get to watch, of course, which I. Still only the one shot. Over and out."Rob was already out of the car, first aid kit in hand. I struggled out of my shirtsleeve. There was a shallow groove from just above my elbow to just below the shoulder, just skimming my biceps. Rob poured some alcohol down it — it burned a lot. He dabbed at it with some gauze, then sprinkled the 15 or 20 centimetres with sulfa powder. Then he taped three large gauze pads slightly overlapping onto the arm. I rolled my sleeve down. I looked at my watch. Rob. He opened up to me about his past and how he was terrified he’d hurt me like everyone else but I pleaded that none of that mattered to me and that it was a little too late for him to be thinking like that. By that I meant the life we had, our marriage, our son, the fact that I knew too much already, and our daughter… I hadn’t told him about her. He made shapes with the water through his elemental skill ending with a finale of butterflies. He then pulled me into the water, got down on one knee. "Good afternoon, Timothy." Please call me Skyla." Okay, Skyla, if you wish." You always see me at my worst!" His tone was sharp, almost accusing."I don't understand," I replied."First the creek, now here. I can look better, a whole lot better. I canlook pretty good, but nobody gives me the chance." He was angry, angryin the pathetic way that a person powerless to do anything is angry--afly caught in a web."Skyla, I'm sorry that you have to go through this." But?" But nothing. I can see you're.