But topping all of that, at only ten in the morning I stepped into the shower for my regular daily cleansing... and the fucking water turned cold!I ri...sed the soap from my face with freezing water and jumped immediately from the glass cage. Grabbing a large towel, I stomped noisily down the hall to Amanda's bedroom door and hammered on it."There is no hot water, bitch!"Practically kicking it open, I saw that it was empty, though very messy. Amanda had hung wire across the room where her new. .. Nurse Joy. I know, I know, like the cartoon, it wasn't my name before..." she kind of trailed off with a faraway look in her eyes."Never mind, it is my name now, even though it won't really do you any good, since you can't talk. I will be bringing your food, changing bandages, helping you to the bathroom, and unfortunately, giving you injections. Don't ask me what's in them, SHE doesn't tell me, even when they are to prep you for surgery, what they do to you, I find out about the same time. When I was a kid in Tidioute we had a circus come to town. It was one of those old circuses, with the sexy 14 year old trapeze girls and battered elephants too dumb with beatings to mind the crowd much. There was a vacant lot in the center of town, where the old folks home stands now, and not much ever transpired there, save a few events, one of which was the circus and the other was the time a coon wandered up the lone tree in the center of the field. I recall the lone coon, as my dad had. The next day after work and dinner we were in our room, and Chakir was setting up his PC again to show a couple more fuck flicks. I still had a hard time believing that there was so much Arab-on-white sex in real life, and as I look back I know that I was naïve for a grown man.So, I unwittingly challenged him by saying, “You know, Chakir, I just don’t believe that so many white men and women are being submissive to Arab men in real life like those movies portray.”Chakir replied, “I’d be willing.