I felt disgusted with my body each time the dreams happened, but I knew more, now. I knew the monster’s voice, as well as a bit of what he looked li...e. Still, to see him help murder his father while I watched through his own eyes was unsettling. The feelings of superiority, glee and even arousal were disgusting, and I felt tainted by them. I looked over and saw that Lillian was still resting, so I went and got clothes, a towel, along with my soap and headed for the river. My mind kept drifting. Most young interrogators still found the perk of sexual gratification one of the perks for the long hours of interrogation. At seventy I find a nap more gratifying.Of course, whatever she wrote would not be acceptable. I would rant and shout a bit to degrade her further and then have her remove her wet garments. with a vague promise of clean dry clothing. The as we proceeded Veerle could feel the coolness of the room on her genitals ... it was a pleasing thought to doze off to.I awoke refreshed. So I went round the back to the kitchen where there were 3 chefs cleaning up. Hey, I was wondering if you could make me something to eat. Well they said, what do we get if we make you something? One of them approached me and touched my tit. Mmmmm he said these look like they’ll be lovely to suck, come in here. He shut the door after I entered and put the latch across just incase anyone came. Take off your top you sexy bitch he said. I took off my top . Mmmm do you like what you see lads he. I turn off the car and take off the coat wanting to please you with what I’ve chosen to ware tonight but nervous about getting out of the car in open view of everyone. Not wanting to be late and knowing if I wait any longer I will be, I get out of the car and start walking toward the front door. I hear two whistles and stop to see two men staring at me and sending cat calls my way. I try to ignore them but my pussy clenches at the thought of what they were doing. I knock on the door and you.