By and hour in he was truly crying, the pain obviously intense but mercifully short as after about an hour and a half of low heat his third degree bur...s were enough to make him numb. We kept turning him all night and most of the next day. He lost consciousness after about three hours and sometime around five he stopped breathing. We spent the night watching him cook and fucking each other at every chance. Billy cooked until his skin was a deep tan color and stretched tight, we built the fire up. Passing room 313 she didn't even look at it and within a minute she was outside her own door as she hunted for her room key she help it up to slide it through the lock when she paused . ' what the fuck Cass , you're a single woman , go and have a drink with him ' . she thought , what's the harm in a couple of drinks to pass the night ' . she turned and looked back down the corridor and before she knew it she was standing outside room 313 and as she raised her hand to knock it she took a deep. The smell of unwashed bodies mixed with something that was definitely overripe maybe even rotten, but the food was good. Maybe he had diminished expectations or maybe it was the fact he hadn't eaten since breakfast, which seemed years ago, but the food was reasonably tasty and filling. They were served on trays that at least looked like they had been rinsed. The bread was still warm, the crust soft. The stew contents unknown but one could see there was a considerable amount of vegetable in. Sarah was indispensable and I was one of the few given the task of protecting her with my life. It was fate, I suppose. I don’t know if the feeling was mutual, but I fell in love with her almost instantly. Sarah was down to earth and I found myself intrigued by her personality and her beauty. She seemed to be able to talk about anything, from cars to politics to sports.When the day arrived for Sarah to testify the media swarmed the courtyard with news channel personalities. I remember feeling.