Men were hoisting pallets of stone building blocks up to the crests. Others were building storage boxes for ammunition and supplies close to the buttr...ss’s walls, while others were on the blockhouse roofs fixing chimney vents and reinforcing the roofing.A Rifleman took charge of Khan when David dismounted and removed his furs and bedroll, hurrying into the blockhouse to change, already shivering from the cold wind that blew constantly down the Pass. He was changing his boots for the warm fur. That very afternoon, I was in my room with my computer on, studying for a test tomorrow, when my step-sister, Debra walked in and sat on the arm of my desk chair with her arm across my shoulders.“What’s up with playing your flute, while staring at all the math problems scribbled on your note pad?”She was eating an Oreo, and when I turned, she forced-fed half a cookie into my mouth.“I’ve got a physics test tomorrow and I need to brush-up on some of it. Actually my flute has become a form of. It didn’t happen. The machine’s treatment was wonderful, she felt the solutions being pumped into her, and then quickly removed, over and over until she was fully treated. She felt invigorated, and full of life. Each of the fluids that were pumped into her had a different feeling, ranging from soothing to stimulating, and finally, sharpness, not unlike fire, from the spiced oils and ice water that were pumped deep into her colon. She tensed her body and slowly relaxed, savoring the pain it. She was like a combination of Marylin Monroe and an angel of titty all in one place.“Thank you, Ma’am,” I said.She smiled and asked me why I was doing whatever my cousin told me.“I am on restriction. I have to do whatever she tells me tonight, Ma’am,” I said.“Wow, that is kind of hot. Anything at all?” Betty’s radiant eyes sparkled mischievously as she implied there were things so naughty even she may be reluctant to do them.“Anything, Ma’am,” I repeated.Blair told Betty to get away from her.