But in my mind, and here on this island, at this very exclusive club, it was all just a fantasy. This wasn't a back alley, push a girl to the ground a... knife point, and dry fuck her rape. This was a girl strapped to a crazy Nazi orgasm machine rape. Or a girl under the influence of a magical drug rape. Could it even be considered rape when the girls always said yes, always agreed to whatever you asked of them? I tried to convince myself. The night I spent with Stacey ... she had a great time.. "Did he really say 'protector'?" "No, he said 'guardian angel'. There's something I think you should know about that. I am not an angel. Beth does not hire angels for the black teams. Most of us, me included, are what we are because we have the ability, some would call it a curse, to act violently without remorse. We don't feel things the way normal people do." "So you're saying that you're a sociopath." "No. I'm saying I'm emotionally... different, like a sociopath, but not completely. I have. I was working on my second beer, having had one before and with my dinner, and Sandy was drinking a Coke from the can. She was sitting on the middle cushion on my sofa but wasn't sitting that close to me. I was telling her a little about what I did at work when she broke in to tell me her news."Mom and Donna are doing a contest to see who sleeps with you first. And it isn't fair 'cause they said I was too young to play. The loser has to clean both the bathrooms every Saturday for three months.". " I looked down again. "He wants me to." Right." My dad nodded slowly. "Maybe I should meet this boy. Have a little man to man with him." We're kind of breaking up," I told him, just to get away from that idea."Ah, okay." Daddy was kind of lost, and so was I really. "You're only fifteen, Sam. That's pretty young for a boyfriend. Maybe you should just wait, okay? Next year you'll be a little older and..." I know," I nodded. "I ... That's what I told him, that maybe when I was older we could...".