Noticing the man’s hands were all scarred up with huge calluses, he asked, “What happened to your hands?”“I’ve been working in stone. It ten...s to eat up the hands a bit. You bust loose little chips and sometimes they cut you. Holding the hammer and chisel all day tends to produce calluses,” Dante said looking down at his hands. He was worried that he’d lost too much sensitivity in his hands and wouldn’t be able to feel the clay under his fingers. He wondered if it was too late to back out of. New body I redundantly reminded myself. I started to pushthe stretches harder. I winced in pain but kept going, gritting myteeth. After fifteen minutes I was almost exhausted but I'd be damned ifI'd let Blain be right. I was peeved.Next I started some simple calisthenics. I couldn't hold anything forlong. My body felt like it was made of lead and my muscles shook almostviolently, but I worked through the pain. I grabbed a drink of water andthen tried walking the balance bar. Two steps and I. ”Martin quickly said, “Wouldn’t think of it, nor my friend Jerry, if he can make it. We’re lovers not fighters. We’ll squire you around, have some fun on Saturday – maybe even rent a boat if you’re up for it, and find some good food and drink, and ... well, get it on with the other stuff too. If you have boundaries, tell us and we’ll respect them.”The girls checked in with each other, and both nodded.Amber played the role of safety. She was in the hotel lobby with her camera phone at the ready. I grabbed some coins, put them in the pocket of my black shorts, and stepped out. I wore my chappals and pressed for the lift. It took some time to arrive. At last, it did, and I entered, and I pressed the ground floor.The door was about to get closed when I heard the voice. “Wait! Stop the lift!” But the door got closed. So I kept pressing the open button. Finally, my lift opened, and I saw her, and she entered. She smiled and said thank you. I could see she was in a hurry to reach somewhere.