But she would use that pain and anger to conquer Springbrook High School.“Good luck”My mother’s angelic voice offered little comfort, neither di... her perfect smile. I offered no reply, partly because her words were so generic, they warranted no response; partly because I wanted her feeling of guilt to continue as it was resulting in some great preferential treatment. In the 6 weeks before the move to Springbrook, I’d gone out most nights until well past curfew, returned home quite a few times. No matter what the weather conditions, even on the coldest days, she wore miniskirts and thin cotton blouses with nothing on under them except for sexy lace g-strings. On really cold days, she added thigh-highs to her ensemble. She never wore a bra but then she didn't need to wear one. Her large, firm titties jutted straight out from her chest like to missile nose cones, stretching the thin cotton fabric taut. Those thin blouses revealed more than they hid. Her huge ruddy colored nipples,. ..", Tonya replied, her voice shaky, "She put me in a maze with some rats... the rats raped me... and then... then Nancy took me... she took me... and... she was... she wanted to... cut me up... dissect me... like you do with... with a frog...". Her sobbing started anew, and her words trailed off... "OK, I see," he said, "Tonya, what's happening is that your mind is reacting to the situation; subconsciously, you feel like a lab animal, trapped and helpless. It's quite normal, I assure you.". I closed the door, put my foot against it and hit him behind the ear as hard as I could with the hilt of the big knife in my fist. It hurt like hell. He grunted, crumpled to his knees. I hit him in the head again and he dropped his saber and fell on his face. I pulled his pistol from his belt and checked to see that it was loaded and primed."What's goin' on," came a call from the other side of the closed door.I dragged the inert soldier to the side and then yanked the door open."Where John?".