"Can I push it straight in or does it have to come out like a sewingneedle?" (Sigh) "Any way you like!" "Okay then," he began to push, watching ...er reaction, and she shudderedand gasped as it plunged in, making a little drop of red blood. He kept pushingand saw it push out the skin a couple of inches away, making her writhe again,her face red now, and she cried out when the point pushed through! "Aaaiihhhhghh!" She gasped! "Like that did you? So are there any rules at all?" "Oh,. A water barrel with a ladle hanging on the side caught her attention, and she changed course toward it.Though she expected it, the men whispering to each other and leering at her was still irritating.Even as she drank, she could tell it wasn't going to be a good day. There were no wagons in the yard, and no merchants coming or going. That could possibly change as the day went on, but most chose to set out early from what she knew, so as to reach their destinations or a suitable campsite without. . . Again. . . I do as she asked, and wonder where I'd gone wrong. As I walk away, I feel her 'itch' switch shudder, and smile inwardly as she scratches it. I hadn't necessarily failed; Prof. Frankens's will is just stronger than I'd thought.The snow is falling lightly as I walk home.Dennis is gone, but I find a letter from Gina on my pillow, and note that my room has been completely cleaned up. Even all of my figurines on their shelves have been straightened, and the room looks good. I open. The corporation sponsors a semi-professional basketball team. They just won the regional championship. You were probably their reward. Please understand, I was told to say and do all those things yesterday. They tape every one of those kind of sessions. Tremper is holding not just one, but dozens of those episodes over my head as well." You told me you brushed him off." I lied. He seduced me that day in his office. I don't know, I guess I felt flattered when he made a pass. He was the.