Having to leave the room to clear my head, I smoked a cigarette and pondered my next move. Laura was exceptionally defiant. I truly admided it. Hers was the fiercest I have ever seen. Maybe just maybe there was no reaon to break her, tho that wasnt a problem...........she was at this moment on the very edge of hoplessness. I few more well chosen torments would indeed break her..............yet something in the back of my head wouldnt allow that. What then..............putting out my smoke I walked in the nasty room. Laura was crying heavily and pretty delerious. Are you okay sweety? All she did was continue talking to herself. I undid all her bonds, she just fell into the nasty swamp. FUCK,,,,,,,,,,,,taking the hose off the wall i sprayed her down and sprayed the pool of swill and all the debris on the walls. Most broke long before this. YES, this was definately not the right way. I carried the still dripping Laura to my bed and lay her down.........