His office was masculine and cozy and smelled like the potted ferns in the two corners to either side of the bay window. The floor to ceiling mahogany...bookshelves along the wall to my right were filled with leather bound medical texts, manuals and workbooks, a hardback of the DSM-IV, and the yellow paperback edition of Feeling Good, almost identical to the barely read copy I gave away to another patient in my last outpatient group therapy. There was a long leather couch along the wall to my. She does a few strokes. I am as hard as I can get. She gets up and lies next to me on the bed. I get my hint to start working.“Please don’t think of me as a slut. I don’t normally do this.” I just said three things, “Meaningless, no strings attached and one time.” This made her comfortable and I continued pulling down her salwar. She was wearing a light green colored panty with small red flowers on them. It was drenched.I wasted no time and raised her legs above my shoulder. I positioned myself. ”The boy leaped on her, rolling the sobbing woman onto her belly as he wrapped the belt around her throat. Pulling back hard, he made his aunt bow her back as he hissed into her ear.“I own you,” he said. “It’s not up to you whether or not you’re my slave or whether or not you fuck me. I own you.”Bridgette’s hands clawed at the belt but there was no give. She began to see spots in front of her eyes as her breathing was stopped. Desperately, she tried to agree with Dustin. Finally, he released. Then, all was a soul killing coldness. Her mind functioned for several long seconds after that. Rose had time to know what it felt like to be a disembodied head before consciousnesses faded into sweet oblivion.The heroic Sprites stood around the body where it fell. They watched as the final beats of the wildly racing heart spurted blood out of what was left of Rose’s neck. The blood soaked into the dirt where the body lay twitching. It made a sticky nutrient rich mud that immediately began.