"Lift up your botty for Mummy baby," she instructed. As I lifted myself clear of the mat, she pushed a nappy under me andpressed me down on top of it... She pulled it tightly around me andfastened it into place. "Up again baby, Mummy is going to double nappy you to make sure everyoneknows what you are wearing."I hesitated a bit too long and was rewarded by repeated slaps on theinside of my thighs. I quickly raised my bottom and another nappy waspushed underneath. Again she pressed me down. ” She said in a patronizing tone that infuriated him.“Huh, huh, huh,” he continued.Within a minute she had him begging an pleading with her to not to stop. Every tube in his tormented testicles was aching for release, and his face was contorted into a mask of agony. But her resolve to make him suffer seemed to be un-phased as this excruciating tease and denial continued, and continued, and continued.Then the phenomenon repeated, poor Bobby’s penis went into the shut-down mode again. This time,. That wasn’t enough though. Promises were never enough, even if they were kept. A girl needed more than that. Especially a girl with Navajo blood pumping strong in her veins, calling her back to a home she’d never wanted in the first place. She stood over the bed for a moment, taking a mental snapshot of that salt and pepper hair, the faint scars on his chest, the way his lips, in this moment, seemed curved up into a content smile. Then she was out the door. \oOo/ She took the big bowie knife. So its just me and Frank. Could something have happened to him? I often wonder if the assailant that killed my mum and Da' would find me and kill me too. Maybe tonight is my night. When I hear footsteps, I conclude that I will die tonight. Then the sound of a chair being slid across the floor, and now I can feel the heat of another body in the room. I can hear its breath. I suddenly realise I'm naked. Strange... I close my eyes trying to make sense of what's going on. I hear a click I open my.