She wanted it and so did I.“Do you know what they have planned…you don’t, doyou?”In my haze of lust I almost didn’t care...but I must havedetected just enough of a genuine warning and Iresponded.“We’re just here for some fun. They’re providing ourentertainment. We’re just here for an old fashioneddirty weekend.”As I said it, I knew we were already past that and thatI was deluding myself. She knew this.“Don’t be stupid.. You don’t need it now.”I dropped the saree and started walking. But then whatever little draped around me also fell down. I felt completely exposed in my petticoat and blouse. Unknowingly my hands went across my chest, covering it. I walked behind Sheena, acutely aware of the leering eyes on me.As I walked past him, Raghav slapped my butts, but I was not surprised. Was I getting used to being treated like a sex toy? The slap reminded me that my ass was sore from the previous night. Sheena. The Monster was awakening. Hungry from its hibernation.Standing in front of the judge, who sat pale, in horrified silence. Staring in defiance as he struggled to meet the eyes of the Monster. The trial had been short. Marius’ death, while justifiable, had been compounded by Amanda’s murder. The court shrink had called me “One of the most psychologically damaged young men” he had ever evaluated. The fat little coward, sitting in judgment of the Monster, only saw what he wanted to see. The scars,. " Dad, there are a lot of misunderstandings here," said Jordan. "Please, it'snot what it looks like." That's good Jordan, because it looks bad," said his father screaming. "Youknow, you must think I'm blind Jordan, because it looks to me like that isfucking cum on your face and dress. Is that a misunderstanding too? Let meknow, because I guess I'm going to have your stomach pumped and we'll getthe answer." Dad, please," whined Jordan. "I got forced into that." You mean like you got forced into.