He ran his fingers through her silky, light brown hair. “You have such perfect hair,” he remarked. “I love it. I love how it feels and I love ho... it looks.” He nuzzled the top of her head. “I love how it smells.”“I know I’m blessed with good hair,” she replied. “It’s about all I am blessed with.”“Not true,” he replied. “Not true at all.” He kissed her again, a long, passionate one with each probing the other’s mouth with their tongues. “Shall we take this off?”“Mmm ... After act one.”“Act. Making sure my voice was low and dark I said shut up or I'll fucking kill you. Quivering and scared she nodded her head. Her struggling stopped I slowly lifted my hand from her mouth. What-what do you want? She said in a scared voice. I didn't answer. Instead I reached to my side and pulled out my black combat knife. Holding it to her throat I told her to walk. Still holding her arms down i made her turn down the next block to the left. There my black van was parked. I already knew this was her. I told her I was fine just sleepy. I ate just as any other day, it wasnt unusual for me to go without clothes. I was still young and we were a open family in that respect. Dad came in and kissed mom and whispered something in her ear, she giggled. Dad came over and kissed me good morning. He sat at his place at the table and told mom and I what he was going to be doing today. I didnt really listen, I was thinking about my new sexual feelings I had experienced the day before. I must have been. He didn't know what the label 'Folbecal' meant but his fatherhad always told them they were vitamins. It was odd. Casey's mother had always done all the grocery shopping,the cooking and went to the pharmacy for all of the other medicationsin the house. So the fact that his father had gotten him anythingshould have immediately worried him. He'd have been more concernedexcept for the fact that his father had gotten them special for him.It was one of the only tangible things Casey had to show.