<strong>Maddy</strong><br/><br/>Throughout Maddy's life she had tried to make something of herself.  She had been a model for a short time when she left school.  Until she met her husband.  He refused to let her do anything like that and began to keep her a prisoner in her own home.  Her father had tried to do it to her but she had run away at 14.  Her husband had kept her a virtual prisoner for always 15 years.  until his death.  That had spelled her freedom.<br/><br/>She had gone to work at the bank then.  She was a simple clerk, working the desks, but she provedworthy and worked through the system until she was the branch manager.  Then the robbery had taken place and her life was back to her being a prisoner again.  She knew men like Yoatz.  Quick to fly off the handle, a temper that was hit first think later....much later with this imbecile.<br/><br/>The nurse had seemed polite, but Maddy knew her life was in the hands of fuck face.  She knew he would do what he threatened.  She felt like death warmed up again, not to mention laying in ones piss wasn't the most relaxing and calming position to be in.  When he spoke she didn't move, she didn't make a single movement.  "Yes Sir" she said quietly, the words hollow, the spirit had almost gone.  Maddy was back were she started and that was eating away at her like a diesease.<br/>