”Their voices from outside the door were muffled but understandable. Their conversation continued even as they stepped inside. “Well, I'd say Lisa... is ready for her debut, and this one is due a thorough workout.”“.. imagine the replies on craigslist when we post pics and video of her abuse.”They looked us over, chuckling as they descended onto Lisa; unlocking her ankles and carefully undoing the knots securing the rest of her restrained body.“How you feeling, fag?” they teased as they pulled her. I looked at Agnes. “What about the wedding?”“Eric, the wedding can wait or we’ll have it here.”I smiled slowly. “Most everyone is here. Let’s have it here. Agnes, I want to be married and to you. I love you.”It took an hour or so but everyone gathered. I was wheeled into the chapel and was admonished by a doctor and two nurses to take things easy. Dad was on the phone and managed to cancel the honeymoon with only a minimal fee. In a quiet moment, he told me and Mister Stover that the two of. He opened an office door and ushered us inside.The plaque on the door stated this to be the office of Vice Principle a Mr A. Carver. The man took the seat behind the desk and gestured to the seats in front of his desk as an invitation for us to sit down. Once we were settled, he opened a folder on his desk. He perused the contents for a few seconds before bringing his attention to my mother and me.“I have here your entrance test scores, which I must commend you on Jack. There is just one point. "Is it that late already?" yawned Joan. She felt as though she had only slept a moment before Amanda's knock awakened her."It's nearly noon," said Amanda, "but I can well see how you might be tired. Look, dear! I've brought Eric with me." Oh, Eric!" Joan's sleepy mood changed instantly and she was wide awake. "Let me have him," she said anxiously, reaching down toward the box on the floor beside Amanda."Not yet, my dear. First, you and I have got to talk." There's nothing to be said." Joan was.