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."