Like a ghost I drift away from Holliday and his hiding place. I move at a slow pace, circling wide to the left of the kill zone.As with all my strong ...enses of intuition I have no idea what I am looking for but I know that I need to be on the move. Maybe the Scanners are not all nocturnal, maybe one of those damn kids is going to try and be a hero. or maybe Rich is going to take out some vengeance.I turn and sure enough Rich has been moving counter to get closer to the soldiers. He has a gun. They depended on me and I wasn't lettingthem down. Even if I do say so myself, I was a good mother and a goodwife...and I was proud of what I was accomplishing with them. Proud- as inpride?I am a boy dressed like a woman. No. I'm a boy who is now a woman- anolder woman like my mother. I looked across the table at her and returnedher smile."What are you thinking about?" my mother asked. "And don't tell menothing because something is written all over your face." I was just thinking about when I. Her eyes were closed and she was in heavens. I carried her to the bed room. I found many cloths on the bed. I placed her on it and found her panty. I took it and smelt it. She said, Sulaiye inga irrukkey (the fruit is here) why are looking for covers. Again I dived into her vagina. She was screaming. She asked for a fuck. Please da anboda enekku ulla va (Please come in with love) I widened her legs and placed my kutti thambi (little boy) between her vertical lips. She moved up and my penis went. As soon as Cathy was secure the boys and the men all gathered around. But the rapes that I expected to see didn't start right away. First, Mr. Moore began to whip her exposed flesh. It looked like he was using the same riding crop that he had beaten me with. He slashed it across her body with all of his might.It was horrifying to watch. He hit her everywhere. But he seemed to concentrate on her breasts and the area around her vagina. It was truly brutal. I couldn't believe she didn't pass out..