He saw Ashley, her beautiful eyes, glorious and smiling, and felt, again, the touch of her hand on his cheek, and her warm, soft lips as they touched ...is. The dream morphed then, into the long litany of faces, and voices, that had brought him nothing but pain and horror throughout his life. He saw his mother, her cold, merciless eyes, glaring at him, Victor, his first foster father, leering at him with that sick, degrading hunger that had inspired fear in a young, vulnerable Pete. On and on the. Jan, with a skill she'd acquired over the several months they had been doing this, was careful not to bring him off. He, on the other hand, gave her three orgasms with his fingers but they paled in comparison to those she had experienced with the priest."I guess you can do it?" she panted, finally. Jim did not, at first, know what she meant. After the anger she'd shown, two nights ago, he had not pushed his luck. Then, when she sort of lay back on the seat of the car and, her hand holding his. He tells me to wear some hot clothes for him to enjoy me in while he fucks me. I grab a tight wife- beater, short white gym shorts and ankle socks. I arrive at his place and he tells me to go and change into what I brought. When I come out he's standing in the living room w/ a huge hard on in his briefs and he tells me I look good and I'm gonna spend the next few hours getting my mouth and ass fucked. He tells me to climb onto his ottoman on all fours and open my mouth, stick out my tongue and. She finally opened her eyes only to find that she couldn’t see. She could feel air on her eye balls but couldn’t see a thing. ‘I’m calling 911,’ the voice again. ‘No the fuck you aren’t, have you listened at all to what I just told y’all? I’m in deep shit, Mira’s ass is, too. Allen who is this kid, anyway?’ ‘Montana, you’ve met Mint at least six times,’ Allen said. ‘He has, but he doesn’t know me,’ Mint said. Mira felt bile rising in her throat as she was picked up and carried out into the warm.