Blinking, having kept her eyes shut for the last twenty minutes as they had long past begun to hurt in the heated air, she looked back at her abused body with tear blurred eyes, and could see the thermometer in her breasts now peaking at 180 degrees. She needed to cook with an internal temperature of 200 for an hour before she was considered done, and as she watched a small pool of her breast fat pooling on the tray from a crack in the tinfoil, she couldn't imagine how much longer she could stay conscious if it was only now at 200!