.. I was in heaven... Grunting with excitement I rammed myself faster and faster into the rag doll angel."I thought you wanted to be a gothic chick!... I thought you fucking Goth whores liked this sort of thing!" I taunted the girl as I raped her,mocking that outward show that had drawn me to her. I wanted her to believe this was her fault. She went limp with my words, and gave apathetic whimper. All resistance faded from her abused body. She was a rag doll now, a fucking toy for me to use. I am so sorry for the way I have been, for neglecting you and more if only I’d seen, so many things we have been through can you not see, that I am now more than that man I used to be, yes I know it’s too little too late, and have to make do with you as a mate, I am so glad that you I did find, how & why have I been so blind ? Why didn’t I make sure you were happy…? one minute we were five... & now its just me, words and actions now aint enough, to get you back for me that’s just. It is your daughter Evilene and she has brought a friend home today.The girl she has brought home is Asian looking, has long shiny black hair, wearing a white school blouse with the high schools pleated red skirt. She seems to be 5'6 at the most with her heels on which could undoubtedly supplement another four or five inches onto Sheryl’s actual height, she still stands a few inches shorter than Evilene. You still tower head and shoulders over the shy schoolgirl Sheryl at 6'3. What is it about. Although she was forced to admit to herself that she was curious about what Billy and all the other boys looked like "down there", she wasn't sure if finding out was worth returning the favour. Still, when she broached the subject with her parents, they didn't seem terribly upset.She looked at her wardrobe, and struggled between the light slacks and the dark. The morning temperature was already promising a warm day ahead, so would the black slacks be too warm? The cream yellow blouse, or the.