There would be a yell or even a scream and then there would come a pitiful ‘thank you Sir’; eventually the pitiful voice would change to a sobbing... one.Annie’s first blow brought a yell from him and a firm “Thank you Mistress.”The second and third blows brought similar responses but the fourth was very painful and his voice began to break. Two more equally hard ones followed and then she stopped. “You’re bottom is getting very red,” she explained. “I had better spare your blushes for Helen’s. The Jason says “Tow-bee” when it speaks to Kitik, and that will not help Kitik, it will make him more fearful. I tell the Maggie that the Jason must say his name. It makes me repeat the name, and it still does not say right, but finally it is close enough that I think Kitik will understand. I say good.The Maggie uses a stick-out part to hold something to its mouth, where it makes its sounds. It seems to talk to the Jason, though I do not know how this can be. But it speaks “Kitik” in the way. Javed has taken charge and everything he is doing and saying makesperfect sense to me. I feel a rising wave of optimism. We are goingto correct her metabolic errors and we are going to save her.My first night in charge won't be marred by the death of a younggirl and I won't be forever haunted by her.As we work, determined, frenzied, the ventilator keeps her breathingand the Lucas continues to thump down on her chest.One by one we give the 'antidotes' and run off serial ECGs expectingher cardiac. Let me quickly recap the scenario.I had just engaged in a four hour fuck-fest with a nympho teenager, a depraved imp of the feminine persuasion, and the teenager’s older sister who was perfectly formed below the waist line but had an unfortunate hump-back that made her vertical figure less than appealing. Once she was in the horizontal, all was in order and she was a “humper” of unique distinction.Remembering the doctor’s earlier advice about the little magic pill that made my prostate deprived.