"And one more thing, Ms. Slut."'"Yes, Timmy?" I whimpered, desperately bucking and angling my hips, just trying desperately to set myself up for anoth...r impaling. "Beg for my cock." I needed no instruction here. "Give me your huge cock again, Tim, please, I'm begging you..I need your horse-hung schlong to dig a hole in my guts... I need your thick shaft and swinging heavy balls just to get joy from life! I NEED YOUR COCK! GIVE IT TO ME NOW YOU ARROGANT HUGE COCKED SLUT-CLAIMING STUD!!!" I. All around you is the funky, cosmos of space, far more vibrant than any sci fi you've seen. Looking down at the cold smooth surface beneath you...was a mistake. There's nothing beneath you. Oddly enough, you don't feel the vertigo you would expect when staring into a shimmering void when you were expecting ground.You rise and try to compose yourself, while further taking in the sights around you. Stacks of books stretching higher than you can see hover around as if carried by drunken invisible. The next tape showed her with another teenage boy.Sharon changed into a micro mini dress without a bra or nylons. The video was a live cast. I heard her say, “Tim you’re not supposed to be here.” He took her in his arms and she seemed to try to fight him off. He said, “I want to fuck you. You fucked with Keith. I think you should let me fuck you.”The next day I listened as Sharon and Keith talked about Tim. Sharon said, “Keith Tim tried to make me have sex with me. He tried to make me suck his. He said his girlfriend literally went from the bathroom to the front door and didn't look back. The last he saw of her was out the window leaving with those guys. Her friend set it all up and he knew it. When he asked her why she said he needed to know the truth. So before he came to prison he kept a secret love with her trans friend and wanted more but she didn't. She wanted to have fun and live life. In doing so she kept money coming in and enjoyed her. His only gripe was having to.