Nobody ever ventured anywhere near this place mainly due to the stink. His was the largest lean-to built around a long dead tree, there was a large st...mp sticking out about two feet off the ground usually used as a seat. The girl was hung over it on her back with her hands and feet tied underneath. The guy was tied to a makeshift cross upside down and left to hang with his head swinging about a foot off the ground.Garth moved in next to the girl and knelt down to put his head next to her ears ". Her butt cheeks clenched involuntarily as she thought of the toys, especially the beads. He had been the first person to invade her anus. For as much as she had thought about it and fantasized about it, she never allowed any boyfriend anywhere close. The moment she heard them ask permission, the moment she heard them get tentative at her first shrill negation, she knew her anus was safe for the time being. With him it had been different. He didn't ask for permission. He didn't stop when she. I took a moment to let my eyes adjust and I heard Mack tell someone to get the cart. I peered through the gloom and saw an old hunched black man turn and walk deeper into the recesses of the building. Moments later I spotted him again pulling a small metal device toward us. I guess you could call it a table even though Mack had called it a cart. It was about a fifteen inches high to the top of the flat table top like surface. It was about three feet long and two feet wide. It had six inch. The images moved on, unconcerned with my musings.The Army, boot camp, my mother's funeral ... and Izzy returned for a brief, tear streaked cameo.Years of lectures, training and constant emotional hell followed, alone by my own choosing, with only work, reading and running for company. And then came that day.'The third pivotal event.' the pale figure narrated.The balcony sniper ... shot in the head by an older, bigger, colder, more deadly version of myself ... the nut-job in the police station.