A man was standing behind me, holding a gun to my head, and I was fascinated by my daughter's eyes. Her beautiful green eyes, so expressive, so bright... had suddenly gone flat, and devoid of all expression. It scared me. Not for me, but because I knew, I just knew, that the man holding the gun on me was dead. I didn't know how I knew that, but I was sure of it. I just watched, fascinated, watching to see how it would happen.There was a role reversal going on here. I was her Daddy, her hero, the. He buried conscience somewhere far away and let his lust take control as she looked him straight in the eyes and nodded, giving her consent.“Climb off the bed, Kris. Get on the floor, on your knees, and be quick,” Frank ordered her and much to their shared delight, she complied. Though looking a bit nervous, she quietly rolled off the white sheets and dropped her knees into the carpeted floor. “Good girl, Kris,” He praised softly, smiling at her as he began to reach for his zipper. He stopped. "Ma'am?"The women sighed. "Opinions?"The scientist wiped sweat from his brow. "well I think he's right. I think she was dead before she was shot."The director nodded. "And the Golem?"The scientist looked up. "Um, destroyed in the explosion?"The directors eyes flashed anger. "I mean, either that or it entered the event horizon of the unstable wormhole."The director nodded. "So we sent a golem to some random place?The director again nodded. "So what the big deal? We have more golems?"The Director. You’re obviously lying to deflect your whorish behavior from yourself. I won’t hear any more lies from you. Now tell me, how many boys you have had sex with you whore of Babylon.” Karen squeaked out in misery, “Just Darrell……Sob…sob…sob.” Her mom, who had been standing at the door, spoke up and said, “Well for now just go to your room and stay there. We won’t do anything until we find out for sure at the doctor’s tomorrow morning.Karen’s mom and dad took off from work the next day and.