"we'll stop here." Do we have to?" said Emily, his teenage daughter, looking at the green two story motel with crudely painted pictures of little gree... aliens on the side. "This place sucks. Can't we please keep going? I want to get home." It's not nice to say 'sucks'," her mother Velma said."I'm tired of driving, princess," said Cliff. "I need to stop. I need to get forty winks, or I'll get us into an accident."Inside, they met a dimpled hotel clerk with a bouffant hairdo, named Miranda."On. The two settled down with the four just relaxingas the tension eased.Scott relaxed in the living room with Eric, George, and Will and enduredthe three giving him weird looks as Stacy was upset as she dropped himoff. Being the boldest, Will asked what he did to Stacy. The others wereready to help or fight depending on what happened but wanted his versionof events.Scott sighed deeply and confessed, "We had sex. She wanted to getpregnant just in case something happened to me so there would always. "I am taking the pill, Daddy."Mr. Wagner slumped back, popped the top on another can of beer and drank the whole can down. We sat there waiting for the next explosion. It didn't take long.Mr. Wagner glared at his daughter. "You worthless, little slut. You spread your legs wide open for the first boy who comes along." I'm sorry, Daddy." You let this son of a bitch fuck you. You compound that sin by defying God's will with birth control. You're a little tramp, God damn you. You're all going to. No one is coming to rescue you. Nobody will ever even realize you are gone.” The center devil spoke. He had a deep vibrant commanding voice that reminded me of my father’s for some odd reason.“You want to be a good girl don’t you Janis? We don’t really need the gag you do we Janis? He asked me next. I nodded yes, and he gestured to one of the other men who stepped forward and removed the gag. I screamed at the top of my lungs for what seemed to my trapped mind like hours but was probably only.