Though her voice was the voice of a young girl, it, like her eyes, spoke with centuries of wisdom and sorrow. Joseph wondered at this in a girl so you...g. ‘Why are you here, then?’ he asked. ‘I am only here because you invited me,’ she replied. ‘Invited?’ asked Joseph, slightly incredulous. ‘I’ve spent the last several years running from you.’ ‘No,’ she gently reproved him. ‘You have always invited me, but you were always afraid to meet me.’ ‘Afraid?’ Joseph asked, ‘I always managed to escape. The party winds down so Katsu and Lars eventually head back to his place. He knows that he is the envy of all the men tonight as they know that he will be fucking the tight package that they were eyeing all evening. Ethan had even approached Lars about making it a threesome, to which Lars dismissed quickly.Katsu is a great lover and they enjoy their sex together. They spend the evening working one another into a steamy state. Then Lars fucks her for several hours before they finally fall. She wanted to pretend that what had happened hadn’t happened but she had the scars to prove it. Why couldn’t we have just been a normal family? Because her father was an alcoholic. Because her father was a wife beater. Because her father was a child molester. Because she’d shot him 15 years ago. The screen door slammed shut and she jumped as if it was the shot she’d fired so long ago. It echoed in her mind and the smell of cordite burned in her nostrils. It had been his .45 that she had found. She got up without saying a word. When she returned, she gave him a room key."Get your ass up there and be ready."When he arrived to the room, she was laying on the bed. She still had her clothes on, but her legs were spread wide open."What the fuck? I told you to be ready, you stupid, fucking cow!" he scolded her.Her husband was sitting in the corner and was scared and turned on by how this man was talking to his wife.The black man walked over to the bed and told her to take it out and.