They were fancy wrapped with green, red and white colors, some had ribbon on them while others had shinny silver or gold foil. Each carton had a place...where each one of us could write some special words to our Dads expressing our joy at being their sons. Mr. Reese was glad to sell us those priceless gifts because in those innocent times with smoke in the air, men knew when a son was doing something good and right for his father. Back then cigarettes wouldn’t kill you and smokers never slinked.. She now understood why she had been snubbed and talked about behind her back over the winter season. She still found it hard to reconcile that she had helped Collin and his friends trick other young women into having sex with them. She felt very bad about the twins. They didn’t deserve what happened to them.They had honestly tried to be her friends and she had let them be used and abused because of it. At Collin’s suggestion, she had dragged them into the group and had even thought that she was. It was nice walking with my sister on my arm. In downtown, we just looked like another teenage couple, boyfriend and girlfriend. No one here knew us. They didn’t think it was wrong for us to be so affectionate.I even kissed her. A quick, hot meeting of lips that had her shuddering and bouncing for joy. It was so wonderful seeing her so happy.I got the key from the desk clerk. He gave me a look then flicked his eyes to Jenny waiting behind me, but didn’t say a word. I could see it in his. "Shit! I passed out! Damn it! I missed what abuse they had planned for me! Where the hell am I now?It took a lot of effort for me to just be able to wake up enough to focus on the sounds around me. Even then, I was not able to do more than sort of open my eyes. Not only was my body strapped down, like when I woke up in the hospital, my head was immobilized too. When I tried to talk, I found my jaw was locked into something that only let me open my mouth enough to breathe. All I knew was that.