I tried every fucking one of the healers — nothing. My only hope is your healer. Barbara is dying. Leukemia. Fucking Leukemia! She's been in remissi...on for about three years, and we thought we had it licked. Last month it came back — with a vengeance. Nothing the doctors have done appears to even slow it down this time. The doctor told me last night that she might have a week, but could go at any time."Jeff slid his chair back and stood. "We need to get moving then." Jeff inwardly cringed as. "I never did anything like that b'fore!" Then learn." Halno gave her a haughty look. "I am sure the slave can assist you in that regard."Bessa realized Halno had intended his suggestion as an insult. Even the lowest members of the staff hierarchy (and there was not much below washing maid) would consider themselves far above any mere slave and could learn nothing from them.But Bessa did not know how to handle all the shackles and chains, and she really did not want to learn. Yet if anyone were. She then moved a full length portable three-view mirror in front of him. David was almost in tears, when he saw himself he was shocked.He was in a formal gown. The full length covered his shoes and pants. His hair was drawn-up into a pony-tail and there was a bright-pink scarf holding the ponytail in position."Now who looks like the drag-queen?" she demanded.When he did not answer she asked again sternly."I do." But you ain't no Hercules, thats for sure." she giggled. She placed her large. "By the way, you didn’t pack a bra."He smirked and overtly cast his eyes down to her breasts. "You don’t think that was an accident, do you?" His voice was playful is a slightly desperate sort of way.She returned her attention to the Pollards. She visibly hesitated... she couldn’t help it... but she was able to embrace Helen and give her a sisterly peck on the mouth. "It was fun. I guess I have some things to think about." Helen nodded blankly and Stacy turned to the big man standing next to.