"Are you ok honey? Want something to drink?"I waited for about five minutes for her to get herself under control enough to answer me."I'm sorry grandp..., but seeing those blankets again brought it all back to me. I miss her grandpa, and I remember how she cried when she found out those two baby blankets had been stolen. It all came back to me in a big rush of memories and I broke down. Seeing all those pictures of those men again didn't help matters any. Please tell me I won't have to go through. She pulled her head from the side and looked me in the eyes. I looked back with obvious pain in mine, "Dee I didn't want you to know about that kind of stuff for a few more years. You've only seen this side of me. You've never seen the other side and I hope you never do. You probably needed to know it exists though."She looked at Tara and asked softly, "You've seen it haven't you mom?"Tara looked up at us with an extremely pained expression, just nodded her head got up and ran out of the room. I told them I was moving to Colorado to live in Uncle Bert’s place and I would go to graduate school if I could. They seemed OK with that.I spent the next two days with Mary and Andy, learning all I needed to about them. And, I had time to go through Uncle Bert’s things.“Why did you live over here and Uncle Bert at his place?” I asked.Mary said, without emotion, “We were not his only girl friends, David.”“There were others?”“Oh, yes. Many over the years. About three thousand, I think but Bert. I whimpered as he dug his teeth into me harder. I reached behind his head to push his mouth into my flesh. I started shivering at the mere thought that I was craving this man to bite me, and just fucking use me. His hand wrapped around my waist, as he held onto me tight. My head fell back and I gave in to what I was fighting. Control. I let him have me. I started squirming under the glass, trying to find some sort of release to the exquisite torture he was putting me though. My lips found his.