My daily routine on a school day was to come home by 1:30 PM, throw my bag and other belongings on the floor and crash on the huge sofa to watch my af...ernoon cartoons. I still remember we used to watch “Tintin”, “Jetsons” and “Flintstones” in the afternoon and would discuss them during play time in the evening with friends. Then have lunch at around 2: 30 – 3 PM when Didi used to come home. Usually when I got up from the table, she used to sit for lunch.Everyday she would be accompanied by her. I said "Sure" that her mom and I would be happy to have them and she could tell the other parents that we would be there to chaperone. Amber said she wanted to invite four girls. They were all friends,18 year olds that she hung around with. We said that would be fine and she called them. A couple of the parents called to make sure what the plans were. The girls were to arrive after lunch on Saturday and go home before supper on Sunday. Like a lot of homes in Phoenix we have a pool so they were. Trixie took my purse and reapplied the lipstick and gloss. "Touch it upafter dinner etc." she said. "You look really hot. Go dazzle them." Shekissed my cheek and left."Be good," Bev said as she hugged me. She felt my crotch. There was nobulge. "Is the little guy asleep? Stay out of trouble tonight and call ifyou need anything. I'll see you tomorrow. But will it be Tina or Tom?"She kissed my cheek careful not to spoil my makeup and left.I drove to the Tavern. I was right on time. I parked and. Benezia, so headstrong, so beautiful in her stubbornness...a mere, degraded slave and...toy in his hands. Just like she was now...‘ Please...oh....please stop...it hurts....’, she whimpered, even though she knew he would not stop. The way he looked at her frightened her to the core...it was a glare without conscience, without soul...there was just naked greed...and bottomless cruelty. She felt his rough skin brush painfully against her own, only adding to her pain. His hot breath was on her.