We arrived in Phoenix late at night as Marc decided to not stop and get here quicker . We were both tired and also a little lost. We drove around look...ng for a place to stay but couldn't find any vacancies in the area we were. The guy at the last motel told us to try a place and gave us the address. We drove out looking for the place and had no luck. We had no idea where we were anymore and the neighbor hood looked a little run down, I was getting a little scared. Marc saw a few guys walking. I called her up and asked if she would like some company in the morning, since I was going to be in her area doing some shopping.She said that would be fine, she had some cleaning to do but would be done by 10.I wasn't sure what I would do, exactly, but I figured I would play it by ear.I arrived at her house a little after 10, did not want to seem too anxious.She answered the door dressed in a casual dress, not showing much, as usual, although it did look like she was wearing stockings, and I. The pattern of the wall covering looked like a cheap valentine. Flowers, voluptuous nymphs, cupids shooting arrows! Gad! The classical music Janet had previously favored had been replaced by 'romantic' soft rock. Kathy had made the receptionist turn off the TV tuned to Oprah re-runs.The reading material only rubbed in the office's disconcerting transformation. Gone were the almost up-to-date issues of "The New Yorker," "New Republic," "Progressive," and "New York Review of Books." In their. It felt like my vagina was getting shoved by a watermelon and that it was worst then getting my heart ripped out. There was nothing to compare it to than of how much it hurted to be fucked by my own dad's fat, long, and hard cock. Even getting burned alive or tortured to death alive wouldn't hurt as much as getting my vagina teared apart by a huge cock. At that moment I had nothing to think about then to just wonder when will this end. My dad was saying things that were not anything like him..