It gave the men a new appreciation of the stones they used. Christof sat on the end of my bed as he considered the matter.

“This is where you slept?” he asked passing his hand over the rough faded comforter.

“Yes,”

“It isn’t comfortable,” he said and moved around making the old springs squeak, “and it is very noisy.”

I shrugged. It wasn’t that bad if I didn’t toss around at night.

“Where did you get the money?” Kein asked as he walked around the room.

to them. Mr. Pensky paid me less because I lived here.

men followed me back outside to look at the dingy swimming

the place you took us

“You felt fear here constantly. There was no pleasure

my back flush to his front. “We gave

willingly. They took me to the mountains, to the

was all good and relaxed. No more nightmares plagued the dreams the rest of the night. We were together

up, slave,” my fake Master said

N G E L A ‘s L I B

remembered hearing him yelling at me. I’d been in such a wonderful, peaceful sleep. It

eat. They fed me all they usually

don’t I ever have worms,

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