" Yeah, you say it isn't dangerous, but even you refer to it as 'dead air'," Tom said. "It's air filled with the contaminated scent of the dead." Hate...to interrupt, guys," Sammy broke in, "but we have an inbound on Waterside Drive from the parking garage. There's another possible on Martin's Lane." Alright, everyone, radio silence." Natalie was glad for the excuse to shut them up. Instead of worrying about when they'd arrive, she leaned her head back and closed her eyes, enjoying the peace and. She was a commission. He was just doing his job, just like she had to do hers.“Charlotte?” A voice said from the other side of the washroom door. Eddie knocked on the door and called to her, “Hey. You going to come out anytime soon or do we have to call the fire department?”She sighed and stood back from the sink, looking at the mirror. She hadn't changed her clothes but she still looked pretty good, she thought, all things considered for that long day. She had put on a slightly flashier. “Been biking far?”“About a thousand miles when my odometer flew off a few miles ago,” I said.“Where you headed?”“The ocean.”“Here. This might help.” He handed me a five-dollar bill.“Thank you! It’s been a hard day.”“I know where I’m going to sleep tonight.” He sped up past me and turned onto another side road. I really needed that touch of humanity.I didn’t know where I’d sleep that night. I labored to the top of another hill and saw a sign for the Eastern Continental Divide. There was a State. ?Did I say you could shit, cunt?? he asked with icy coldness. I shook my head,grateful in my pain rack to be forbidden to speak. ?Let's get one thing understood. Cunts do exactly what they are told, or theyget belted. HARD.? The nozzle jammed up my anus again and I held my positionwith contrite submission, not daring even to flinch. Water flowed into me forwhat seemed like minutes. I felt my belly fill and stretch under the pressure. ?reachthrough your legs and hold the nozzle in your arse. Now.