I pulled on Hugo's sleeve. He turned to me looked at the masked me a few seconds and said, "Yeah, not a lot we can do is there?" I shook my head.He to...k the Bronco about a mile past the dock. He pulled over at the end of the road. "Well Terry, we should walk back then set up as the fucking backstop," he said."Hugo the SBI doesn't think anyone is good enough to work with them. So lets just do the fucking swamp thing and get this over with. Look at it this way, maybe we can save a few girls. He grabbed the sheet I had been wearing and placed it on the rock with one hand while the other held me, then he laid me back on it. He was still holding my arms, now at my sides and told me to spread my legs wide. He tightened his grip on me when I didn’t comply quickly enough. “I SAID OPEN THEM!’So I did as I was told and spread them wide.“Now that’s a good little slut” He dipped his head between my legs and started tonguing my pussy. His hot tongue mixed with the cool night air was. Her mind kept flooding with the thoughts of all of the sick disgusting things she had been forced to do. She hated Darrell for what he was doing to her. She hated his parent’s that were obviously in on the whole thing and most importantly she hated her parents for not believing her when she told them she was raped. She wondered how any parent could force their daughter to marry her rapist. If she would have just told them what happened that night after prom, maybe things would have been. And those sexy shoulders. Oh, god.And then it hit me. I was daydreaming about him, about how we'd be such an amazing couple, or how safe I'd feel engulfed in his arms under the covers; about how his lips could make everything around me disappear as he'd press them against mine. You see, having this wake-up slap back then felt like a train hit me. I mean, I was feeling all these things towards my cousin, who lives thousands of miles away. And he's my cousin. For a moment I felt so small and so.