"They all wear masks right?" Well… we found masks, doesn't mean they all wear them." Really? Why would only some of them be wearing masks." Well… ... don't know… ok fine, they wear masks… what else," I replied eager to get this idea over with and dismiss it. "And… we found a heel that one time so they probably dress up right ?" ”I'm in!" Wait what really?" he said, seemingly shocked by my eagerness."Yes! So what's the plan?"Dylan being a master schemer, of course, had already thought this. ?I stared at you in disbelief but knew better than to say anything. The infernal sounds and images of water still surrounded me and within minutes, I felt more my thirst more powerfully than ever. Was it the medication? The sights and sounds? Power of suggestion? It didn’t matter?all that mattered was that there was nothing else more important in the universe than my need for water. Surely my body was desiccating, turning to dust as I waited. I WAS my thirst. No one could survive being. It also allowed the Black Dogs to assign body guards to me when I was apart from Marcus. They were taking the threats on my life equally as seriously. Smartly, 'Stick' and 'Stump' had been assigned to me - again, fine by me. They'd both had me sexually and knew my committment to the gang and Marcus. For the day I decided to go with a black high mini skirt, tight prison shirt and low heels. First thing in the morning they were at our cell door waiting for me. I approached, keeping my eyes down. Then she grinned widely and her small eyes sparkled and something endearing emerged."Hey," she said. "You're Joe Solomon."I stood and shook her hand.Randy shook his head. "Got it in one!" Where's Danielle?" Melinda kept the relief as quiet as possible, but we could hear it."Dropped her off. You pissed?" I don't know," said Melinda. They embraced and kissed. "I can smell her." Sorry." No," their embrace ended, "it's good." You know I don't love her like I love you. Not even close." I know.".