.. I understand."What could she possibly understand - she was twenty five years older than I for gods sake?Slowly and calmly I lifted my enclosed hand...from my exposed groin, not daring to move my bottoms back to my waist else mother would hear me. It left me exposed to the nights darkness, but I guessed it the lesser of evils. There was no way mother could see a thing - it was pitch black in the little room.The seconds turned into minutes, and in that black void it seemed to take forever. I. You are correct that some of the most evil people in human history made the choices they did out of a misguided belief that they were in fact doing good. Why should you believe that I’m any different?“In the end, that’s a question I’m incapable of answering. I don’t know what I could say or do that would convince you that I am different from other humans, that I am trustworthy. I could highlight my service to God and the favor that I’ve gained in His eyes, but I sense that would ring hollow. I picture you with like a preppy girl or something like that. Someone like who I used to be.”“Yeah… it was a couple of years back. Things are different now.”And they had been. It took me a long time to get over my relationship with Melissa but it was all behind me now. I hadn’t been with anyone since Melissa, but I’d dated a bit and every one of those dates was with a nice, normal girl who had a regular understanding of dating. Nothing had ever quite ‘clicked’ with any of them, but being a. Instead, Carlos had watched the wholething from behind the one-way glass of the mirrored walls of thebedroom. He had watched as Sam had moaned and writhed on the bed to hiswife's touch. Finally, Ramirez had revealed himself, hard and eager totake his rightful place.And Sam had let him. He had to. He was in the body of Carlos Ramirez'ssex-slave. He was foolish to think that he could pose as her and not beexpected to submit to him. Rivers had known this, of course. It waswhy he'd done what.