From Sick Sex by anonymous:
"Under the belt's arcs and
whizzes and bites, I was able to relax for the first time in about a
year. For the first time since Maggie was born, I didn't feel guilty
for having better luck than her, for not being in pain while she was,
for not being able to take her pain away and bear it myself. I also
just plain liked it. The carpenter looked at me with such
concentration, like he was creating me. I looked down and there were
red welts all over my legs with tiny drops of blood. I was shaking and
happy."
