" Because you could? Get the fuck out. Because you could? And youthought that would be OK?" That's not what I meant." I should have thrown her out ...ut some partof me felt like after all these years, I should let her explain...andthen throw her out."Fine...you have two minutes and then leave." What I meant was that, for the first time in my life, I could dosomething without being judged. You know what goes at thesemeetings..." I thought 'what happens on the road, stays on the road,'" I. Maybe because it was already so different from my previous life. They were so different that it didn’t seem the same. I proved myself to them and they accepted me. And then the sex started and it was very good. Very good. And then b**st came. Because of the unusual situation of our meeting, saving each other, our ability to communicate without talking, it too was different. He said he was totally alone. He was no longer among his kind, they didn’t exist. I was totally alone from my kind. They. Awakening in spurts of responsiveness, barely coherent in what’s become a deafening silence except for the drips of her own bodily fluids staining the splashing bucket beneath her, her lifeblood slowly dripping away from her nearly desiccated body, she continues to drift in and out in her macabre world, the hours, maybe even days surreally passing as the wooden bucket fills. The tightening strands of barbwire seeming to disappear as they shrink into her swollen flesh, reality; hallucinations. Leonard's dick swelled in his pants. Oh God, he thought of their last night together. Pam had tied him down to the table and she'd played her bright blue nails up and down his poor pecker until he'd gasped and howled for mercy!And the next day she was gone!?Because that was what she did…Pam got bored and she left, and it had been going on for five years…it didn't matter how hot she was, it really didn't.Dr. Paulvitch had worked with Len, explained about toxic relationships, and how.