'Walk for me' he said.I did, but it wasn't good enough. 'Get it right or there'll be trouble' he said and demanded that I walk with a swing in my hips.... He made me walk with my wrists limp and told me to talk in a sissy voice.'Can't we just get this over with then I can go home?' I said. 'Do it' he said or with a press of this button all your pphotos will be going out to your contacts. I did as he asked feeling ridiculous.'Ask me if you can suck my cock' he said.I just looked at him. I sighed tiredly as my eyes met hers."What happened?" Emma asked in a low voice, stepping over to me so that we wouldn't disturb the others. As she did she took hold of my hand and held it in hers. It felt good. It felt reassuring."We found her this way," I told her in a whisper, "when we came out of the bathroom. It was a bit of a surprise." A little more than a bit, I'd say," Emma retorted, sighing as she spoke. "I wonder what set her off."I didn't know and at that time, I didn't want to. As it drew near to dinner time, he realized that what he needed was someone to talk to, someone to tell the incredible things that had been happening to him. Dr. Waxman would certainly take the time if he asked, but she did not share his faith and her perspective was just that much different. He immediately thought of Leah. He had promised Marty to keep everything secret, but that was eating him up right then.He thought about asking Leah to go out to eat with him, but there were two problems. I glanced at the clock and saw it was nearing four o'clock. I wondered how long it would be before we saw a doctor and learned what Helen's condition was. I returned to the little room and sat once again with Dionne and Mike. I was numbed. Never in my wildest imagination had I thought something like this could happen to us. What cruel twist of fate put her car in the path of that logging truck? And what caused it to lose its load? I couldn't get my head around what had happened.It was nearing.