I thought about barging in and rescuing her, but then I thought it might be more fun watching her try to get out of this on her own.“Yea? Like who?�...� Pete asked in response to Mom’s explanation of thinking he was someone else. He was really giving her the hairy eyeball, looking her up and down.“Uh….I..uhm…I’ve been seeing someone and he’s supposed to drop by. I thought you were him.” she lied.“Luck guy” Pete said, grinning at her. I could tell he was impressed by the lust in his eyes.“Uh…well….I. I touched my necklace. The teeth seemed hot against my skin.“Ravens are called wolf-birds for a reason,” Pa said.“They are?”“They lead wolves to prey and feast on the kill. Well, that’s the Cheyenne legend, anyway.”It was a week before I’d been able to ask Pa about my raven seeming to taunt me. He said it was outside his experience since he’d been called only by the redtail hawk and to his recollection had never heard one scream except when he called him. We were out on our patrol that morning.. ..." And the mother started weeping. Seeing that the father held his arms over her shoulders. Monica stood surprised “What does u wanna say?" The father continued "That her own 18 year old brother raped her” A kind of unbelievable thunder passed through Monica's body. She could not believe bat the incest she heard just now 'A 18 year old brother raped his sister 4r the whole night' the father continued furthermore "We had to attend a marriage yesterday. We decided to keep the children back at. There is small (cruel) grin on Her lips. She looks at me, and She smiles. She knows how badly I want Her, and She likes it. She lits another cigarette, and starts to smoke it, while still staring at me. Teasing me with Her eyes. Her gaze promises such pleasures! I'm still in fever. I need Her, I want Her so much! She enjoys my torment and frustration. She finishes Her smoke after what seems like eternity to me. Suddenly I feel the rings around my wrists open, and I fall on the floor.