She looks so much like her.’ They came to a stop in front of Kyle’s apartment building. It was almost too typically New York City — a red-brick ...building with various fire escapes, ladders, small balconies, windows that didn’t seem to open and a rooftop deck with multiple antennas where the tenants could climb up to. ‘This your place?’ ‘Yeah. You want to come in for a drink? I have some vodka.’ ‘No thanks, I need to be heading home. Mamma Banach won’t be too pleased if I’m late for dinner.’. She has short, dark hair, a beautiful smile and acurvy figure.We arrived at the boat in the early afternoon and was greeted by thecaptain. He was in his 30s, athletic and tanned. He seemed relaxedand happy to see us. He said his friend would be along shortly andthen we could get going. We stowed our things on the boat and then wewere given the guided tour. It was a modern sailing yacht about 40feet long with a smooth, wooden deck and a few padded sitting/lyingareas up front. As we talked. It was probably my imagination torturing me but I couldn't order het to leave the room or even turn around. I deserved the dead look in her eyes. I had destroyed whatever the small thing in her brain that let them get away from them and break the programming like she had the first time, and for that I would take the punishment of her cold glare."Do you know what went wrong?" Asked Beth."No. All I can figure is that her initial error that let her escape them and be herself for the most part was. Puss - "Can I help you find anything, sir?" The saleswoman's voice makes me jump. Literally. I can't remember the last time someone made me actually jump. My heart is suddenly in my throat and the only reason I don't shriek is that I can't make my mouth work. I feel my face absolutely burning as I gape at the woman like a dying fish. When my voice finally works, I gasp out a "No, just looking!" And then turn even redder when I realize how that sounds right now with where I’m standing. The lady.