He pulled his bent, crippled body from the bed. The cool mornings really made it hard for him to get up. His muscles became so tight and rigid from th... cold night air. More often than not, he had to crawl from his bed to the bathroo m.This morning; he slowly limped across the cold floor to the bathroom, turning on the water for a shower. The hot water always made him feel so much better. He took off his pajamas and looked at his body in the full length mirror.He had nice thick, black hair. His. He turned on the hot water, and slowly lowered Jade into the filling tub."Master, will you bathe me?" Of course, Jade," Freddie said, grinning his goofy smile at her, "you don't have to call me that anymore, the fantasy thing is over, baby."Like a cat, Jade's arm reached up and gripped his now flaccid penis tight in her hand."It's over when I say it’s over," she said, evilly before pulling him into the steaming water.* * *The next hour flew by for the exhausted couple. As Freddie joined his. Now you just hush, or I'll tell what else you did," Lisa shot back.Wayne was quaking in his boots at her words. He sat back down and didn't say another word. She continued her story."Anyway, we were to keep out of the way of the folks on the trains. The Wilson kids decided to stay with their ma and pa but the rest of us decided to explore. I was carrying Blanche, but everyone else was doing fine for themselves. We went down river a ways. I don't know just how long we were gone before we heard. They didn't want to try that either. I did get them to sample the Jalapeno Sausage and Cheese bread, though. It was as good as I remembered.At the Original Cafe Du Monde Coffee Stand, which was established right here in the market in 1862, we sampled a chicory coffee with a beignet. A sign said the coffee shop was open 24 hours a day, seven days a week, closing only for Christmas Day or if a hurricane should happen to wander too close to New Orleans. I wondered to myself if it had survived.