Until there was nothing left. I watched them lay side-by-side, their bodies touching, kissing and smiling. Just being. There was no more pain I could ...give or feel. All of the emotion and capacity to feel had been systematically driven out of my body by the emotional water-boarding I’d just endured.I sat slumped at my computer screen, seeing the picture, but no longer able to take in the scene or what it meant. I was a human definition of numb. An emotional zombie. Living, but not living.And. It was a daunting task for a woman who had once been homeless, but Jan accepted the assignment as though she were born to it. She demonstrated a confidence and self- assurance that was far different than the woman who had to work up her courage to talk to William and Lucy in the ice cream parlor just a few years earlier.A dozen buildings lining the road were visible through the window of the hotel suite in which Linda, Jan, Lucy, and William were staying. Sitting in the living room of the suite. Helga off with you now, I'll talk to you later on the phone, I'll take care of the room. Master, you should get back to your room. You're still a patient and shouldn't be cleaning the room." Hmmm, seems you're forgetting your place. I'll remember that when we do get together at my place. I'll have to think of something to help you remind yourself who is the master and who is the slave." I was smiling at her the whole time I talked to her so she new I wasn't really angry."Oh yes My Master,. I started laughing. My legslooked like girl legs. The last thing I took was the dress- It was yellowand had frilly edges. They were made from lace. I stood there with thedress in my hands. How do you put on a dress? Do you step in it or do youput it over your head. I decided to put it over my head. That was funbecause I couldn't find the sleeves, so I was struggling with a dress onmy head. It was like a tent was on my head. Finally I found the sleevesand let the dress slide over me. When I.