" I'll be over in awhile," he said. "Try not to get into any fights."Janie said, "I'm not making any promises," and hung up.He made a quick trip throu...h town. Fort Stockton was ready for Christmas. Even 'Paisano Pete' the eleven-foot Road Runner statue and town mascot was decorated for the season.He was in a better mood when he parked in front of the rental property. Mrs. Monroe had Christmas lights displayed in the front windows of the house. He cast a critical eye around, but nothing looked. Tears came again. Somehow she had been sent to Hell, and this was her personal demon. She knew he would torture her for the rest of eternity.Her rapist poured some more water into her mouth. Then made a mark on her cheek with his marker.He started to walk out when her stomach growled. The blonde teen laughed a barking laugh. "No food for you for a while fatty, got to fuck some weight off you. You can eat when I can see your ribs."He closed the door behind him and reopened it instantly. He was. There was dried come in her hair. She looked down at her red swollen pussy and knew that she had taken a real pounding the night before. Her ass really hurt, but she couldn't remember any reason for it to hurt so much.She stepped into the shower to wash all traces of her evening away. She knew that her parents wouldn't have approved of how she had spent the evening, but they had never been able to satisfy her need for praise. They didn't understand her and she was convinced that they would. A car went by with teens in it and honked as they could see her tits. He told her to turn so they could see both her tits and give them a show. She turned to the window and the boys stayed by the car staring at her tits. He then told her to play with her nipples as they watched. She then rubbed and pulled her nipples putting on a show for the boys. As she played with her tits for the boys, he reached under her skirt and pulled her panties down and found her pussy. As he watched her entertain.