Solitary confinement came to be called ‘isolation’. This gave it a somehow more dignified, solicitous sound. Certainly it could be argued that wel...are of the other inmates was furthered by the removal of a troublesome or dangerous prisoner from their midst. It could, in fact, work to promote the well being of the prisoner himself, keeping him away from the hazards of being included in the general prison population. And, as a punishment in itself, isolation did work to make some obstinate. He’d told the colonel he needed to think about it. That was fine, a written confirmation would follow. What assignment was top on his list? He told him. What part of the country? He told him that too. The colonel checked something on his desk and replied that that would be no problem! How was his health? His health was just fine. Weight? He had the same thirty-inch waist he’d had since he was sixteen. Physical fitness? Probably better than when he’d gotten out—he worked out or ran four days a. Did anyone mention seeing one around?” Dan asked.“No mention of a dog to me,” the officer replied. “I could call the SPCA and ask them to come and look.”“No, that’s alright. We’ll look for the dog and if we find it will bring it to the hospital so a family member can take it,” he replied. “If we don’t find the dog, I’ll call the SPCA in the morning.”“Thanks again for your help,” the officer said, shaking both their hands and returned to his cruiser.Vicky took Dan’s hand again, and they walked. He felt verylittle for the first couple days, but then feeling started to return.He felt a tightness, a low burning, and what felt like the odd electricshock whenever he was trying to reposition himself in the bed. When thestaff finally pulled the packing out, he was looking between his hugetits, as what looked like meters and meters of material coming out. Andthere it was, all bruised, bloody..... Steven had a cunt.... he dreadedwhat the brothers were going to be doing to him. Steven then.