“Um, honey, if it weren’t for you, half of the fun might never have happened, so we owe you, not vice versa. Sure, you did it to be a slut, but wh...t’s wrong with that? Yasu and I are very happy that we did it, aren’t you, honey?” Jillian said what was on her mind.“That we are,” Yasu smiled at Angie.“Baby, you’re one of the best things that have ever happened to any of us, and I hope that you know that Sam and I intend to keep you as a lover for as long as we possibly can,” Ronald spoke up. And he was willing to put forth great effort, not because he wanted to claim such a thing for himself, but because that was the greatest gift which he could ever conceive of presenting to her. It became self-perpetuating on some levels, for the more of her soul he uncovered, the more he fell in love with her and hungered to clear away the dust that partially obscured its luminescence. And as he fell, he began to realize the strange geometries and abstract physics of love, for while falling. Yes ... I knew." He paused for a minute. When Darla remained silent he spoke. "I'm happy for you, Darla. I know it's what you wanted. I'm happy for you." He was sincere, even though his stomach was churning and he was suffering the emptiest feeling he had ever felt."Thank you, Bill. I won't forget what we had. I will never tell Gordy, but you were what kept me alive these last few weeks. I was dying without him and you saved me. I won't forget that." I won't forget you either, Darla. I couldn't. " "I'll think about it," he says, "if you're good enough, I might not need to visit your sister..... not tell me, do you want us to fuck you like a little whore?" She nods. "Say it aloud," he rises his voice. She hesitates to let the words slip through her lips but the fear of her sister's safety is too strong. "Fuck me,"she says. "Oh, I didn't hear you. Say it aloud." "Fuck me," she sobs, "fuck me like a whore." They pull her down. She lies on her back, her tied hands below her..