Since... since..." and sobs overtook her attempts to speak.Amelia was unable to speak for a few more minutes. Still holding herself tightly to Cal, sh... said "Th... that's how you g... got over it, i... isn't it? I w... wish I... I wish Ismi... w... we didn't have... it w... was so h... hard..."When a grim-faced sensei returned to the office after about a forty minute absence, Amelia had recovered her composure, although her face and Cal's shirt showed the result of her breakdown. "Is he dead?". The area for washing and drying clothes used to be common for about 6 houses in the compound where I lived. From the bathroom area of my house, I can clearly visualize the wash area through the gaps available between my bathroom door and the wall. I used to sneak through it and observe the maids wash the clothes. Please note washing machines were not common 15 years back. A maid by name Usha working for my neighborhood was also of my age. She was really good looking and god knows why she was. I couldn't believe she wasn't bleeding, she must have torn wide apart.All the v******e had really turned these thugs on again. All had erections again and were ready for more. I said enough is enough, and got up to stop it, and was thrown to the floor. They then tied me to the chair. Jen went to stand, all five foot six of her, white and naked, next to eight guys, naked, all muscle bound Adonis's, all with huge erections, and as one they just said, Lets fuck the bitch. One guy fingered her. He'snot your father don't you see?" the man raved.The man's arm began to shake uncontrollably. Blood dripped from the boy'sthroat. I called out to the man demanding that he stop. The man grinned,then with one swift jerk he slit the boys throat."He's not your father, Jim." the man cackled, "I am." Nnnnnnnoooooooooooo!" I screamed out ready to hurl myself at the man,but soon realized that I was no longer facing the man, I was in thecomfort of my own room. After a few seconds I became fully.