Everything tensed and my stomach muscles locked as wave after wave after waveof delirious ecstasy flowed through my mind and body, from the top of my ...eadto the very tips of my fingers and toes........ without thinking, I continuedto hit myself, the pain now not pain at all, but pure intense sexual pleasure,the blows drawing out the orgasms, continuing the heavenly feelings I wasexperiencing.....????????? I took some time to recover, for thespasms to subside, for my breathing to return to. Ray sometimes hung around on weekends. He was divorced, and his wife had the kids. Anyway, Shelly told me that on a few occasions Dad had shared her with Ray in “a threesie” she called it. I was really doubtful, and thought she was just making this up to tease me. “No-Way,” I said. “Even dad wouldn’t be involved in something like that.” She swore that it was true. She said that a couple times, when mom was gone for the weekend that Ray, dad and her had “gotten it on. Tears formed in her eyes, “I don’t think I can take this much more. My physics is ruined! My brain hurts.”He laughed.Suddenly, she too started laughing, loudly, explosively, gut-wrenchingly. Happy! Happy! Happy!“Atarah! WHAT are you doing? ATARAH!” he grabbed her, holding her tight.She looked at him, puzzled. Her laughter stopped the instant he touched her. Her side ached.“I need to take you down to Med,” he didn’t give her a choice.The Auto-Doc found stressors and gave her fluids to counter. There might once have been a time when his victim could have taken command of the situation, but no patient in the care of Roland's relief centre was ever in a state to offer resistance. The patient was even less able to do so now. His nose was smashed flat and several teeth had been punched out of his mouth."Are you telling me what to do?" the unshaven man challenged Roland. "You've got some fucking nerve." This man's already dying. You don't have to make it worse for him." The fucker owes.