You want me to rape you again like I enjoyeddoing back when you were small and scared and couldn't stop me. Is that it?" "Y-y-yes D-dad," Emily nodded... trembling. "YES DAD," Michael copied her, "I figured as much. You wouldn'tbe here otherwise." He took his daughter's arm and walked her to the front door. He wrote downhis e-mail address and told her to write to him when she had cancelled hertherapy sessions and was ready to get down to business. Emily went home andtossed and turned all night,. “Not really. I pushed to see what would happen.”“I let go. I’ll always let go. Well, this was fun, but I was going to feed you when this started.” He started the car and drove to the restaurant he’d intended. It was a Vietnamese restaurant in Uptown, chosen mostly to give them enough time on the drive to have their talk.They both had bowls of soup. It was the first meal he’d seen her finish. They talked of inconsequentials, but he’d been thinking. Kissing her in the car had been marvelous, but. I feel I am being lifted off the ground. My feet no longer are touchingthe ground. I then feel myself fall parallel to the ground. I am swingingfreely swaying in the wind.I hear daddy then say to me, "Good night Marie. Have pleasant dreamsprincess."I hear Daddy walk off. I am trapped here, in a tree, all alone. No way tocommunicate at all. I just let the wind rock me to sleep.---The next morning I am awoke me being lowered toward the ground."Good morning Marie, have a good night's sleep," daddy. She nodded off again, the steady hum of the car lulling her to sleep. It was easier to nap in moving vehicles these days. They were isolated from the scents and sounds of the outside world. Unless someone rolled down a window to let them in, it gave her senses a much needed respite and she used it to sleep. When the car came to a sudden halt, she was wide awake, her hand on the hilt of her blade.“Shit.” The driver put the car in park and got out. They were on an unlabeled dirt road, surrounded.