“What else is there to do? Ultimate sensation; right? If you’re still conscious, you’re not there, yet. Do it until you die. Then if you wake up... you do it again.”Béla gasped and hugged her sister close against her. “God! I didn’t realize… You are one tortured little girl.”“I’m not a little girl,” Beth whimpered. “I think sometimes I like to be… But I have these needs – raging inside me. All the time. The only relief I get is… Well…”Beth shrugged in her sister’s embrace. “Love me, Béla. Don’t. . Yea that Dick looks good going down that Throat.. Before I know it I am being picked up and thrown over The shoulder of this big black man. Carrying me down the hall towards his bedroom. On the way I am being talked dirty to and my ass has been getting squeezed and played with. His fingers are pushing on my hole and making circular movements. I feel greasy fingers being pushed into my hole. As Tommy puts me down I am being bent over what I thought was the Bed. But then I notice I am looking. As you can see the shed sits at right angles to the house and opens onto the driveway that runs through the double-ended two car garage.'"What's happening honey?"I couldn't see Anne or Meredith because I had my eyes shut looking at the picture in my mind, but I knew they were lying on either side of me stroking my chest."Tell me what you can see." There's a young woman who my brother tells me is Samantha Mitchell." What's she like? Is she pretty?" I would say so." I grinned. "I mean you. ...you may well be right. You might never know for sure, but you always wonder when next our paths cross. Something At First SightWe first met several years ago while working for a county council in Greater Manchester. Looking back, it seems like fate was intervening. I was merely a broke, badly paid temp sent by an agency while she had just been promoted to quite a senior position. She was a thirty five year old career minded woman who had been shattering glass ceilings, effortlessly, wherever.