I place the scarf around your eyes, this I do for a number of reasons. I want your senses to be alive, I want your mind to wonder what I will do. Th...e main reason is that I am feeling a range of emotions, I am shy, I feel a little scared; scared that you will be able to see into my eyes, and deep inside me, in there you will come across 24 years of contradictions, sorry, guilt, awful sadness, and a lonliness that I can't explain, a lonliness that eats away at me sometimes. I tie the scarf. Then she began once more to think about the possibilities of escape. First, she had to attempt to figure out just what sort of people were Paul Harshman and Jonas Stillwell.Pal had handled some pretty difficult patients in her short career. Some of them had been termed impossible by other nurses, but Pal had managed them by trying to analyze their problems.She would have to analyze Paul and Jonas the same way. Figure out what made them the mean bastards they were. Since she had to start. Why don’t you slide that big, big white hot thing you have there into my pink center while I bend over this rock? Maybe we can smear some colors around.”“The only reason I mentioned color was to recognize how exotic it makes you look to me.”An appreciative crowd had gathered around to watch us enjoy each other. “Pound it to her, Gramps. Give her that baby she has been wanting.”“Do you really want me to make a baby in you ?”, I huffed and puffed.“Oh, yes, Gramps. More than anything in. Not that my mind had not wandered there many times though. I would sit next to her in meetings generally on her left hand side. The joke that ran through our small department was that I was Amanda's left hand man. But there was method to my madness. Amanda's blouses always provided me with an excellent view of her gorgeous bosom. From her left side, I always got a great view between her buttons. Not that she was stacked, but her breasts always filled her bras perfectly and their fleshy curves.