The bus journey returned to normal. By the time the bus finally reached her stop, she was beginning to wonder if what she had witnessed had even happe...ed or not. The wink the driver gave her as she thanked him when she got off the bus told her otherwise, however. ‘Remember’ he called after her. ‘Call the head office. I’m sure they can sort you out’. Gen waved distractedly back at him as she unsteadily made her way to her house. She felt the cold night air bracing on her face, which still felt. Was this part of the torture? I was still panting, recovering from the cattle prod, when the guards left, and another person walked in to the room.It was a woman. Not just any woman, but a tall woman of about 35, wearing tight black clothes that revealed an amazing girlish body. Her cute face was framed by long dark hair tied in a pony tail. She was beautiful, but in the beauty of her face was a streak of cruelty that made me shudder.She used one booted foot to roll me over on my back. I stared. I said sure I just need 5 minutes to catch my breath that’s OK she said I want to get a drink, she walked naked to the fridge and I got to see her in all her glory, she looked really good for her age a little saggy but still sexy and could feel the life coming back to me. She offered the bottle to me and so I got up and walked over to her when o reached o drank heavily and then slipped my arm around her waist and we kissed realizing this was the first time we were actually kissing and it was. He would force himself to spend time with her, but afterward he was withdrawn and moody, unable to come to terms with the inevitable. As the weeks passed, it became clear that neither regimen of treatments had halted or even slowed the progress of the tumor. Jeanette’s weight declined from a healthy one hundred twenty pounds to barely one hundred, then fell even further into the low nineties as time passed. At that point the doctor stopped weighing her. It was the signal that Brent had.