Harris. He knocked again, louder.“Open the door slut!”“Just a minute, Master. I’m not dressed.”“Now!”Angela unlocked the door and opened...it. The officer watching her door was snapping pictures. He had almost gotten out of his car until she opened the door and let him in. He did call in to the monitoring post though and tell them to let him know if any trouble started.“Sorry Master, you woke me up and I was just a bit disoriented. Why is Master here so early? I understood I was to report at 9. ” I hear Dallas whisper over me. He gets off of my bed and goes to where Trevor is. It was silent for a moment.“When did she change?” Trevor asked after the moments of silence. “I don’t know but I love it.” I heard Dallas say. “I can’t believe we got to see her tits through her shirt and her bra. Her nipples are so dark.” your eyes pop open. They had seen my breast. I could feel my face starting to heat up form embarrassment.“It may be ok for you to ogle over her but she’s my cousin I shouldn’t. I knew the look well; I'd had it just moments before.She dodged around me after a few quick stutter steps, the awkward dance of people who are in each other's way and are trying to avoid embarrassment by stepping aside. I finally halted to end the comical scene, and she stepped around me, headed with a determined look toward the ladies room. I didn't even glance behind myself; the car and the endless road awaited me.Her cry of anguish stopped me short, my hand resting on the door to push it. "Prepare the Pig Mr Stephens, if you please"The deathly white face came towards her, In his soiled medical whites, he began tying tourniquets around her legs above the knee and around her wrists.She just stared.They cut her wrists free, and her ankles then the machete flashed, her left hand stung, she watched fascinated as her fingers flopped sideways severed at he knuckle, then the other hand the same, all four fingers severed at the knuckle, she passed out."Do your thing, Mr Stephens, nice.