They spray me with oil and myworkout continues. This time, with real meat. Two in my mouth, one infront and the other in back, reverse cowboy and a ...andjob ending in afacial. When my trainers run out of steam, another set took over.Jeannie and Consuela are in Jeannie's Mercedes. They just dropped meoff. Jeannie is always stopping by to give me my pills. "Oh Cha-Cha, Ilove your tan. You're so dark, so ..so ethnic!" Jeannie giggled as Iwiggled my way into the tanning salon. They know me. "I caught that. "Yeah, like seventeen and forty-one." Bingo," she said."So I take it that you're in favor of us doing this." If it's a good deal," she said. "You can fly? Really?" Really. It's been a while, but I flew that model before. I can fly it." I think we should do it, babe." Her eyes sparkled."And I'm thinking that just maybe a certain young lady might be interested in learning to fly?" It might be useful, don't you think?" She was propped on her elbows, smiling. Waffles and bacon. The chair Toombs had thrown the prisoner into was made to hold men like him. He still managed to bulge out in all the right spots though, Eve noticed. He practically strained at the tight impenetrable steel wrist bands, even though he was as tranked out as the rest of the crew. And the bands that went over his shins and his ankles, she knew they’d hold him but somehow she didn’t think they’d last if he really tried to escape. The man was big, massive really. It made her want him more. Slowly. “I love the body, but I don’t know if I could detach myself enough to see it as art.”“It’s not art. It’s science,” Justin said firmly. “Med students have been dissecting human bodies for hundreds of years. If we didn’t, medicine would still be back in the dark ages.”“Hmm,” Amanda said. “So, are you saying that you could do the drawings for our project if you actually saw a subject? I mean, like if we did an autopsy, for example, you could draw what we saw?”“Well, yeah. But, don’t go killing.