“I did all of this to myself, every scar and injury.” Jenny stared into his eyes. “Why? Why would you do this to yourself?”“Because that is ...the cost of power. This is what I had to do to become the man I am today.”“What do you mean?” Jenny asked, wiping away her tears. Adrian took her hand and they sat down on his bed. “I was not always like this; I used to be a regular boy. I had fun and was emotional like all children, but when I was ten years old, I was in a lethal car accident. EMTs. We went to another floor of the building and walked towards the toilet's. I got very excited at this point! She said no one ever comes to this floor after hours so we wouldn't be disturbed. We walked around a corner and she started to kiss me really passionately. I couldn't believe my luck here!! I thought I was in! e made our way to the bathroom and didn't bother stopping to see if anyone was inside. The place was empty!I mentioned that I hadn't got a condom and she said she just wanted to. Blood surged toward my member in response to this olfactory stimulation. “I warn you now, boy. No touching. Not me, and not your cock. Trust me when I say you would not want to experience the consequences. Now, walk ahead of me.”I did as she asked, stumbling out of the dank cell and into a torchlit corridor lined with identical cells. She guided me through winding, oppressive hallways. Soon, I began to hear the din of many voices up ahead…behind a large wrought iron barred door.“Go ahead,” she. Old couples recalling the cars of their youth, middle aged couples longing for the distinctive styles of the past, and young kids interested in cars came stopped and looked at the truck. The questions people asked her were wide ranging and varied.It was just a little before noon when the kids showed up to see the truck. The reaction among them was one of stunned silence. They had all seen the truck the previous week when Jerry had dropped off Bill before school. None of them could believe the.