If you don’t let me loose, my hands are going to fall off.”“You can’t kill me as well with no hands,” he told her.“Look, I’m sorry, okay... I was ignorant.”“Well, that would have been a big comfort to me. ‘She killed him, but she did it because she was ignorant.’ I would have felt a lot better about that.”“I made a mistake. Jesus, haven’t you ever made a mistake?”“Yes, I got a 50 percent on a biology test because I went to a party instead of studying. I bought a car that had been wrecked, because. The over-bright O.R. lights have been raised into the rafters replaced with more gentle hidden full-spectrum fluorescents, the gynecologist table is retracted beneath the big, bed-size central platform (which is again covered with a taut, white sheet). The hidden speakers have switched from the Cuban beat to sounds reminiscent of obscure, smoky, New Orleans night spots. Finally the “f-machine” has risen up on its scissor-legs to a height of about a half meter above the platform and is parked. Thule lowered his head to her breast, kissing it. Dawn shivered."You," she growled, "didn't let me finish my striptease."Thule reached down to help her out of her pants. Skin-tight even when dry, they proved to be something of a challenge, "I don't like being teased." Thule," Dawn gasped. "Before you get me all naked, are we about to have a security detachment in here to see what I screamed about?"Thule shook his head, "You didn't scream so much as shriek. And, no. You're not about to be saved.. ” She held out the phone and I took her place on my bed, holding it at arm’s length. “What?” I asked her. “We had a sort of a bet. I told him he was making that shit up. So now, I, um, will be taking off my clothes. I’d say Chad shouldn’t look, but he probably will anyway, and Josh is obviously watching, so, whatever.” Ashley walked close to the window, but stood back a few feet so she wouldn’t be easily seen from the street below. With her back to us, her blouse and skirt quickly hit the.