The condemned man was usually out of his mind before the second day, but they could go on gibbering for up to three days or so. No, we aren’t going ...o fall asleep. No one, and I mean no one, was going to take the prisoner from us. Someone has said that a squad of soldiers, like us, could hold off a group many times their size. Our standard approach was to form a square with our backs toward the center, our shields at our front, and our spears in our stronger hand. We don’t speak while we’re on. Jane needed some medicine to help her sleep since the accident, and that made her not notice the need to pee at night. In essence, she became incontinent at night time, and was bound to wear diapers. She didn't trust any of her friends with that, she didn't want to ruin her reputation by them telling on her and didn't know how they'd respond...Jane's brother John in the meanwhile came home from his college when summer break began. Moping and complaining how he should have saved a bit more money. It was saturday the 1st of march 2014 and i was informed by my college lecturer that, this being my last year before i finish my course i have to do- as he recommended some vulanteering. He suggested i go to mr Fishers home, an elderly black gentleman whom ovecourse lost his wife. So i decided to venture off down the street from my house where he surpisingly lived, i found it weird after all the time i had spent there i had no notion of his existence, even more so as i walk past there everyday.. He must have sensed this and stopped. Take off your pants boy he huskily whispered. I shameless jumped of his lap and quickly threw my shorts away, I then turned to him and put my arms out for him to pick me up. He looked at me and smiled, then laughed, look at you, what a little slut, you want this so badly aye, look your practically begging for it I dont know why but the way he said it seemed so demeaning, yet I could only nod, I just really wanted to be back on his lap right now, but he had.