“Oh I see. Turned conservative on me did you? You’re not as bold as your talk I guess.” I said, in my best challenging tone. “What if somebody...sees you doing that?” Allie laughed. “Well unless they have x-ray vision that would be tough since the table cloth goes nearly to the floor.” My toes went back to work and were soon inching their way up Allie’s thighs. She had scooted her chair back even closer than before and now appeared up to the challenge. “I bet I can make you cum right here.” I. But. “No. No. N. O. Hell nah, if that’s more understandable, girl.”“Oh come on, J-baby. I’d put money on you being a cute little choirboy with a fro. Snazzy church robes. Golden pipes. Bringin’ down the house. Praise the lord and what all.” Your grin is all Cheshire toothiness and sarcastic mirth.I glare butterfly knives at you, but can’t help feeling a tug of… something… vaporizing the liquid melancholy into something like laughing gas, helium balloons, waking up something deep inside.Doesn’t. Daddy was fucking me and if he didn't knock me up today, he would tonight, or tomorrow for sure. Mom would file a misconsummation of marriage and that would be it. As soon as my pregnancy test came back positive with his name on it, I'd be married to the man who'd planted the baby inside me. I'd always thought it was a pretty fair law, until I realized it was happening to me."Mom! Ow! Fuck! Stop ... Let me go! Daddy!" I tried to get away, but he was too big and too strong and all my struggling. I don't care if you were there, or if you killed those two assholes."I continued to remain silent, and listen. He had my attention."If a person was kidnapped and held captive and I guess tortured. A devise we found at the scene tells me whoever was there, suffered at the hands of their captives. If that person was able to free himself and kill his abductors, then what crime have they committed? Self defense is a basic instinct, and right."I spoke," So what am I doing here?" I want to know if.