. she'd never be able to walk again. And the worst of it all was, he didn't seem to care. All he was interested in was abusing her, punishing her for ...omething he, himself, had done too, and satisfying his own perverted lust.Ron watched his wife's beautiful young face contorted in agony below with sadistic pleasure. This'll teach the little bitch he thought. His wounded pride flailed at him, urging him on to domineering bestiality, goading him into brutality to ease his own pain. He'd make her. Mr. Johnson seemed to know the way.It was epic.Toni begged me to use her body any way I wished, so I stood her up, blindfolded her and had her stand with one had touching the built in dresser and the other on the bed for balance. I let her stand and wonder what I had in mind for a long time. Once she was not only eager, but a tad nervous about what was coming. I softly dragged my fingertip from her hairline to her breastbone, barely making contact. Toni shivered all the way to her toes as I. ”“Not bad for a rookie,” I grinned.“Is that what you thought in St. Martin?” Liz asked with a silly smile.“Hell no! Making love with you that first time was out of this world, rookie or not. And it was out of this world all the way through the very last time.”Liz sighed, “It really was. I love you, always remember that.”“I will. I love you, too, Liz.”She put her hand on mine and we rode silently for some time before we spoke again.August 28, 2000, Cincinnati, Ohio“Uncle Steve!” Joseph and. Inside the bathroom was a large open shower with a rain shower system and a hand held shower attachment. There were no doors, curtains or enclosure around it. The only privacy was in the toilet area.Emily wanted desperately to take a shower and clean up. She looked around and saw that she was alone. She undressed in her room and took the fastest shower of her life, hoping that no one would walk in. As uncomfortable as she felt knowing that one of the boys might walk in on her, the shower.