?Does your head feel cold with all your hair gone??I nodded.?Do you feel sad that you have no hair? You looked very strange in such feminine clothing ...ith your head all shaven like that.?My cunt ached deep inside and I felt juice running out.?I will always obey Doctors orders. You said my head had to be shaved, so it was shaved.??Good girl. How do you feel about some more sanding in the most sensitive place? Are you frightened???No, Doctor – I have faith in you to cure me.??You are a brave. Some skin was torn off in small patches where he struck the same spot multiple times. I didn’t even want to think about what my backside looked like. ?Lord,? I said.I hoped he was just in the bathroom. The more sensible part of my brain knew that I was alone, but still I refused to believe left me. Getting up was bad. Nausea and dizziness came so quickly I had to sit down before I fell down. I lay on my belly for a few minutes panting and fighting not to vomit. When I was steady enough to try. "My God, "my Dad said, "Who would be crazy enough to be out in this weather? It's not fit for man or beast out there!"When my Dad tried to open the door, snow had drifted up against it so deep we had to kick the snow away before we could finally push it open.Looking out from our cozy warm living room, we saw a half frozen man, dressed in worn out clothes, standing on our doorstep.There he stood, shivering in a threadbare ragged old coat that on its best day never stood a chance of protecting. “She be out of it for a while” said the nurse and she headed back inside.Grace walked around the car and got behind the wheel. Lauren continued mumbling her nonsense, and moving her arms and legs as she talked. Grace eased up the on-ramp to 95 and smiled to herself looking at Lauren, “You’re a mess”, she laughed.Two minutes later they passed their first truck. Lauren was still slobbering incoherently, one foot in the seat and other splayed open against the door. The trucker enjoying the view.