He squeezes mouth and jaw firmly and hisses, “Do you understand?!”I try to nod my head and say ‘Yes’ as it comes out just a garbled sound, in ...hat moment I begin to tear up frightened at what may happen next. All I know is I don’t want to die.I catch a glimpse of what is at my throat in the mirror and see it’s a knife, I get a better view of it as he trails it down my chest until it reaches a button. With a simple flick of his wrist he slices the threads holding the button and it falls away,. ”“True, but it doesn’t matter for purposes of helping Peter train.”Trying to find something else to protest, Meagan picked up the stack of papers and started flipping through them, “What is this? Did you write a movie script? You expect me to be able to say that while I’m playing with myself? I’m not sure if I can get this out just reading straight off the page.”Meagan flipped to the second page and started reading, “Now Peter, I want you to remember that while my pussy may seem irresistible to. It's strange, I've lived around the corner from you for years and I've never introduced myself." There was yet another pause, "This is my daughter, Kim." She said nodding at her daughter.I looked at Kim and nodded. I smiled at her cute face, and suddenly recognized her."Yes," I said, "I always see her out walking your dog."Carol chuckled, "Yea, that's her, she loves talking walks with that dog."I smiled at Kim again and she looked up at me. Up close she looked even smaller and more fragile than. That child had that man’s eyes and nose. That bastard was the man that took advantage of his little girl. ‘Donna, I’m headed over to see Janice. I need to talk to her.’, he called out. Then he left and rushed to his daughter’s apartment. Five minutes later, he was beating on the door. ‘Who is it?’ Janice called out hesitantly, praying Deacon Virgil was not outside her apartment. ‘It’s me, your father. Open the door, Janice, we need to talk’, he answered. She quickly opened the door for her.