I remained a coward who could never face rejection on any level. Gravity will invariably make the other stiletto crash at my feet.But, not with her, n...t anymore, I promised myself. She deserved better, I deserved better, we deserved better. And, unthinkingly, whispered words slipped out of my mouth, “I don’t have the words.”“Then don’t try to use them,” she murmured back, lovingly running her hand through my hair. Nestled together as a storm of turmoil blew across my face. For what was Hannah. " I'm on a diet Mitch, there was plenty enough for me." Oh yeah, I forgot, you don't eat much; hardly enough to keep a bloody rabbit alive. A drink then- maybe a coffee or something?"Boy was I scraping the bottom of the barrel. There was so much I wanted to say and that I dare not. And that I didn't know how to put into words anyway. Really, I knew that the time for "talking" between Nellie and I, had slipped right between my fingers, several years before."Coffee would be nice. I doubt you'd. While Karen was out, Traci unhooked the chains from the tit torture devices and removed them, cleaning each pin with rubbing alcohol to disinfect them. She turned the crank until Karen was upright. Karen’s fish net top and skirt fell down again and Traci reconnected the nipple chains. She lowered her until her feet were touching the ground. She disconnected the ankle shackles and reached into a hidden pocket in her skirt and took out an ammonia capsule. She broke it open under Karen’s nose. ?Service tunnels,? she answers. ?They go everywhere under The Zone. They enable all the infrastructure needed to support the Rape Run.?I rub my hands over my sore wrists, trying to get the circulation going and work out the stiffness. They’re so badly bruised the delicate skin is almost breaking. It is natural that my next question is, ?How did you know the code to get in here?? and it should be a straightforward answer, whatever it might be, but Leesha looks uncomfortable for the first.