My heart was was beating through my throat and I remember thinking that everyone in their houses were watching me and knowing what I was about to go d.... I walked down to the address and saw a disgusting duplex. Typical junk home for this part of town. Trash in the lawn and scattered broken children bikes and scooters. The house was pitch black and I feared this was a hoax. For a moment I though that a man would answer the door and try to kill me. But before I could reach the door it opened and. More pain. Blood.I whip her now without respite – her screaming and sobbing become merged into a constant wail interrupted only by the faltering catching of her breath."Daddy," she chokes out, "please stop hurting me…why… why?"I lower my face to the left of hers and hiss cruelly, "Because you're worthless, and deserve to die, die in pain." Kill me Daddy, beat me to a pulp. I am nothing. I am ugly and no man will have me," she sobs."You are so ugly you are an affront to nature!"I stand up again. Terrible nightmares.They began shortly after he was brought to the home. They seemed to drag on and on forever, but when he finally woke up in terror, try as he would, he could only recall snippets. He always remembered seeing Sophia’s face. His sister Sophia. Where was she? Why hadn’t she been brought to Dr. Widener’s home with him? Had she been taken to hospital? Of course, that had to be it! She must have been because she was so ill. Surely they would bring her to him when she was well. " It's all anonymous body parts: dicks, pussies, butts, breasts, and lips to kiss," Julie said."I like it because women, by our nature, focus on emotionally connecting with our partner and worry about their satisfaction, "Greta said. "This has the 'Sex with a Stranger' vibe. I don't know you, and, therefore, I don't care about you. I'm concentrating on my pleasure. Since no one knows who I am, I'm free to experiment and do things I normally am too inhibited to try." Are you game?" Marie asked..