But before leaving, the doctor hadmade it clear that it was only a matter of time.....December 4th, 1896The Wilson family home, Springfield, IllinoisE...ther Wilson smiled down at her six year old son, Clement. He was excitedlyleafing through the Sears mail-order catalog. What wonders the modern worldhad to offer! Almost anything that one could imagine could be brought rightto their home. Electric lights, the telephone...who knew what wonderfulthings would come in the years ahead?Mrs. Wilson. The girl whispers something. He nods, and she crawls forward. I watch her unzip his pants, letting his cock spring free. I lean forward without thinking, my fingers questing under my pants. She begins to suck as I begin to touch myself slowly, thinking about pleasing him like that. He moans softly and picks up a small, thin whip. She jerks every time he hits her back, but continues to suck. I give up on this and just pull my pants and panties off. I dig in my backpack for my bullet vibrator,. ‘Frost, Captain Emory Frost, but you, sweet Pixie, can call me Rory,’ ‘Well, Captain Frost, if you’re going to kill me, you might as well do it now,’ Captain Frost frowned. ‘Now why would I stitch you up if I planned on killing you?’ Kali sat up slowly, reminding Rory vaguely of a cornered beast preparing to strike. ‘Because if you’re going to rape me, you’ll have to kill me first,’ she said quietly. Rory arched a brow. ‘You speak like one who does not fear death,’ His captive smiled bitterly.. I love my Dad. He was an A+ person. I just wish he'd get Mom help instead of acting as if her problem will magically go away.The point is that with my family history, I'm not predisposed to trust women. After all, my example of womanhood comes from a manipulative, drunken wreck of a woman. But Lizzie snuck in under my radar. She was there from the time we moved into our house. She's always been there. She's one of the few people who know about my Mom. Do I love her? Yes. I always have. First as.