.’ Gail stopped. Todd knew how curious she was and probably would rag on her about this. Not that he always minded her inquisitive nature. He had be...en the beneficiary of her curiosity about sex. As soon as they had turned eighteen, Gail had shown a very healthy appetite for sexual exploration. ‘Got to what?’ Todd said, squinting through his eyes. She was up to something. ‘Gail, what are you doing now?’ ‘Uhm . . . stalking someone?’ ‘Stalking someone? Who? Why? Never mind ‘why.’ Who?’ ‘Err . .. Angel dipped the cloth into the bowl of water and ever so gently, she rubbed down Emily’s back and legs. She tried her best to rub away the dried blood, but Emily would need to shower to get rid of it all. She helped Emily roll onto her back and Angel gently rubbed down the front of her body.“Let me get a towel. I’ll be right back.”She stood and left the room, closing the door behind her. Rich was waiting in the hall. Angel said nothing as she opened the hall closet and pulled down a towel from. The stench of excrement and vomit almost overwhelmed her,but she managed to reach behind the new woman and flush the toilet. Rowanthanked her and immediately reversed her position, vomiting again into thetoilet as the bowl?s water refilled, her new, perfect rear end on fulldisplay. When she seemed done retching, she again reversed her positionand sat on the toilet. Another torrent of excrement filled the bowl. Shelowered her head, wearily, resting it on her arms in her lap, trying notto be. "Yeah, but I guess Don Brentano isn't into fucking guys."Kylie blew up. "That's what you think of me? That I let him fuck me to win?" No, I'm saying he let you win so you'd let him fuck you."They were standing in front of the ER now and Cliff shut down the engine. Kylie had closed her eyes and tears were leaking from under the lids."I guess you're right. You know, he was doing it the next year too. I saw my successor. She was primed already, strung out, dead tired, and running on fumes, and he.