The small amount of physical therapy Clay did each day wore him out. With the trapeze over his bed, he was able to move a bit, and do a few exercises ...ith his upper body. That afternoon he pushed himself to do everything the therapist asked better than he had before. For Clay, there was more of a purpose in getting stronger now, a reason to work harder.With thoughts of seeing Lucy again the next day, Clay relaxed that evening. He went over the last several years of his life and admitted. It is just a tickle, like the brush of a fingertip, but it makes her whole body seize up and stops her breathing. He also stops moving and it is as if he is asking without words if she would like to beg for more.There isn’t any thought about dignity when she whimpers pleadingly. This isn’t about respecting the other. It is for a very different purpose. In order to produce the maximum amount of energy, he has to gather the maximum amount of fluids from her. Not that she is actually wondering. “Mr Wilbur, the Program rules allow us to wear safety equipment, and our safety equipment may be worn during our entire Program week.”“There’s no such thing as safety equipment for a Program demonstration in...” His voice trailed off because the announcement speaker had come to life.“Attention please. Will Denise Roberts and Kevin Coris please report to the office. Miss Roberts and Mr Coris. Thank you.”Wilbur turned to us. “Well, you escape for now, because even if you come back later, there. I shave my legs but never thought of shaving my privates,” Alice said feeling very Catholic at the moment remember some of the things her Nuns told her.“Well, now days, women shave. Don’t you ever read Cosmopolitan?”“Not really, you think I should shave down there?” Alice asked.“Of course you should shave. I tell you what if you want I will take care of it for you. I will get you as clean as a baby.” Tony offer with a smirk on her face.Alice was shocked at this. Not only was she being told.