They were pictures of the Bill, Harold and the other two prison guards who had sexually assaulted me and then urinated on me. All of the guards had be...n beaten had had black eyes, bloody noses and missing teeth."And they all got suspended from work too," he smiled evilly."Fuck them!" I whispered, "They got what they deserved."My mind drifted back to the dark and dirty room in F Block where I lay on my side in the foetal position, my legs curled up against my body, my face hidden in my hands,. She grimaced. “Well, I was just thinking about that girl again -- the one at school. What would you do if she did find out about your secret and blackmailed you? Like, tried to make you date her?”I gave her a confused look for a second, before focusing on the road, wondering why this had come up. Either way, I supposed I knew my answer, but it would be nice to hear hers first. “Tell me what you would do, if someone blackmailed you with my secret, and then I’ll share what I’d do.”She shrugged.. It isn’t every day one wins the chance to meet one’s favourite writer, and the women of certain lusty circles had been ready to scratch each other's eyes out over the charity competition. For a mere 3,000 (or $4653.90) donation, anybody with the cash and will to write a poem could enter and be in with a chance to meet Frank Leigh. Nobody remembers if there was a second prize. Or a third. Who cared, when there was Frank Leigh on offer?Revered and acclaimed the world over for his velvet words,. . but I do remember the rage and hate, and the power that came with them. I remember how much it infected me, as well.”“It was like that for me, when the curse was bound. When I freed it, all that fucked up shit manifested as its own personality.” He fiddled with his necklace. “I’m guessing there’s an emotional connection. Hate and rage, that obscene fury and almost perverse ... joy, summoning that feeling from the curse was the same as summoning its power. Which is how the Ripper manages to.