Sheheard her spouse approaching and set down the tube of lipstick she hadbeen using. Maureen took a moment to check her face. She had used toomuch m...ake-up on purpose. Her eyes were wildly dramatic, her lips madeto appear overly full and then colored dark red, with a coating of cleargloss over the lipstick. Her long auburn hair was up in a tight bun atthe back of her head. She had on a silky robe, short and belted at thewaist. The single garment showed off her thrusting curves and. I sat as far as I could from the television in the far corner and read until Tawney appeared before me almost forty-five minutes later.I smiled up at her and said, "I was getting worried. Is everything alright?"She nodded and said, "I apparently passed with flying colors. She's going to try to get my records from the emergency room. But she had x-rays taken and said that my cracked ribs healed well. She said that I'm in better shape than most kids. I told her that you were letting me run with. Lucy was alone in the elevator and opened the letter. It said, "Do you trust me and do you want me? If you do, put the blindfold on when you get to the room." What the fuck, thought Lucy. Her heart began to race but she was also getting more aroused by the minute. Not wearing any panties and the sense of the unknown was ne w and exciting. Her juices started to trickle down her leg. Lucy opened the door and peered into the dimly lit room with some hesitation. The crisp white bed sheets were. I could feel the bones with my hands, count them like I was in elementary school, one, two, three ... I counted and recounted them when I was nervous, and somehow knowing that they were always there was comforting to me. My bones were real, something tangible that I could count and know that yes, I’m still here.The sleep made me feel groggy, my tongue like cotton in my mouth. My eyes felt too heavy to be mine, like they had been switched in my sleep for eyes that weighed twice as much. I rubbed.