Go take a shower…we are doing this again in the morning…and you better never fucking tell anyone I stood up and looked at him. I felt violated, t...rrified, and aroused. I walked to the shower where I stood in the water…I wondered how I could ever tell anyone about what happened…especially if I wanted to do it again. I didnt have to wait long for Uncle Ted to come for me again. Later in the middle of the night I slept in my bed but I realized that I wasnt alone when I felt the prickle of Uncle. .but not for long! Cuffs were attached to my ankles and connected to chains which were ratcheted apart. And stopped allowing them from moving anywhere but forward and apart. but not together. With the flick of a switch a bright light lit up my face. In front of me were mirrors in three different angles. i could see the video camera behind me mounted to the ceiling and angled directly in to the mirror at my face! He was going to record my deflowering! i struggled but could hardly move an. .. I'm going!"Linda drove with Marty in her own car to the lodge. On the way, she noticed her teenage son was obviously upset about something and asked him what it was."Aw, Mom, you wouldn't understand," he mumbled."If it's because I'm tagging along," Linda said, "then don't worry about that. I won't keep you from having a good time. You just relax and enjoy yourself."That wasn't it, though, Marty claimed. In fact, he went on in a rush and seemed very much to mean it. He was grateful to have. The schematic made it clear that pheromones were the trigger, that the… thing inside her stimulated her body to respond. ‘Fucking bastards!’ she exploded. ‘Miserable void-be-taken monsters! It’s not even my body any more, you’ve taken it away from me!’ She picked up the reader and hurled it across the room where it bounced off the wall and fell to the ground, softly keening and oozing. Francesca sat down on the floor, pulled her knees up against her chest and softly cried. *** ‘Why did you.