.. THEY M-MADE ME DO S-SUCH TH-THINGS... ﾓWhat does manly pride matter in such moments? Not one iota. I knew I would have done anything... anything..... if only I could escape that slicing knife. Oh, if only they would plunge it into my heart at that very moment!ﾓShall I begin with the whip?ﾔ asked Mara.ﾓIf you like,ﾔ replied Deema.Self-pity overwhelmed me; I broke down into sobs.ﾓWhat a man,ﾔ sneered Mara.ﾓWell, he wonﾒt be one much longer,ﾔ giggled her younger sister.A sickness rose up within. ‘Let’s go,’ she whispered, rising up from the ground, a pale ghost, shining luminously in the light of the moon. The man followed her, treading a few paces behind, keeping his eyes focussed on the back of her head as they neared the fast-flowing Humber River. The ground here was wet and muddy, pools of water lurking in potholes all around them, left behind when the river had returned to its banks. As they continued to descend, drawing closer to the water’s edge, cliffs began to rise up around. Going over to the boy she hit, who would have a big black eye and whose nose was still bleeding, I said. “Sorry about that. She was out the door like a shot to come swim. Paul, please don’t take it personally. Molly is very autistic. As far as I know, I’m the only person she lets touch her. She won’t even let anyone in her family touch her unless she says it is ok. All other times she freaks out. I already know you didn’t touch her anywhere you shouldn’t or you would be still trying to work. I used Helen'srazor to shave my legs. Oh, silly me. It's not Helen's razor, it's MYrazor. My ladies' razor. I shaved my lower legs and then my thighs andbottom. And perhaps because it was a ladies' razor. it seemed quitenatural to shave off my male pubic hair. All around mu genital area andespecially my balls. And then (carefully) between the cheeks of mybottom. I was now completely hairless below the waist. I looked down atmy chest. There wasn't a lot of hair there, but I removed it any.