She walked into the room and offered to run a bath for him but he was busy on the phone ranting about something, about her most likely. She knew recen...ly that he had lost all his patience with her and her depression and also the sleepwalking. It was he who suggested she see a psychiatrist. She hadn't wanted to but he insisted with threats to her if she didn't, that he would have her committed. She was afraid of this so she relented. And not having any family at all or close friends, she was. "Please change back to normal," I begged my body. Unfortunately, it did nogood. Nor had I really expected it would.Eventually I sat up and looked myself over without the blanket in the way.I single look was enough to tell me that I looked completely like a girl,though I already knew that much. I had long legs, a thin waist and bigboobs that seemed surprisingly firm. I didn't know what to make of my newbody though I knew I wanted my old one back."This isn't me," I grimaced in frustration.After. ’ I frowned at this news, for a moment not knowing whether I should feel relieved that I was finally going to see the Cuban or apprehensive about being abandoned here by Tolerante. But I could see that I had absolutely no choice in the matter. ‘All right, ‘ I said. ‘ I’ll see you in the hotel.’ ‘Si, senorita,’ he mumbled, giving me a look of such intolerable sadness that my heart nearly broke. I reached to touch his cheek, but before I could he spun on his heel and walked off down the forest. 6:25 -- Kneeling between her legs, Wayne is stripping her without untying her.6:28 -- Wayne is cutting her jeans with his knife. She is screaming.6:32 -- He is slicing through her bra between her breasts and pulling off her last article of clothing. Her throat is hurting from all the screaming she has done.“Stop that screaming, Jess. It hurts my ears in here.”“Then let me go.”“I don’t have much to gag you with except for your panties. You wouldn’t want to have them in your mouth, would.