” and she ran off. She came back and kissed me on the lips and smiled down at me. “I love you.” she said and left.Mom was the next to come in an... gave me the details of the fall. I had a spiral fracture of my Right Tibia and a sprained right wrist. An x-ray showed small bone fragments around my Radius. Both were plastered and would stay that way for a while. She handed me two pills and a glass of water. The water was what I needed too. I was dry in the mouth. As she had been talking the room. I set out my position now because otherwise the extent that underwear seemed to be involved in the next three days may seem a little of a fixation. I think that it really was as much my general propensity to open magazines at the article or advertisements for a new style bra or knickers as it was the events of the previous night playing in the back of my mind that resulted in me raising the subject before we even reached the Channel Tunnel. We had bought Cosmo and Red and one or two other girly. Miller, (Clyde I thought?) had a prior history of fucking little girls. He’d gotten wind that I was coming out here to do chores and just wanted to check up on me, make sure I was ok. Well Mr. Miller yelled him down about that. Telling him this was his property and he could do whatever he wanted on it. Then they lowered their voices and I couldn’t hear the rest of the conversation. About five minutes later the door to my room opened and Mr. Miller came in, followed by Sheriff Owen. “See. His personal involvement, and the daily discomfort of stumping around the offices on his prosthesis, made the slow and methodical pace of the investigation an irritant. The only bright spots were his regular letters and the occasional video message, from Kat. She had graduated, was now working with Helios in the Beta sector and, though she couldn't put specifics into her messages, she was also stuck in an office doing research. She was even more action-oriented than Pan was and they could.