Then she andthe "offended" neighbor, along with anyone else who happened to be inthe house at the time, would comment about the state of my bottom, an...how it would look later with an enema syringe sticking out of it. Since this was our neighborhood, there were often other childrenpresent. These were kids that I saw every day, walked to school with,and often was in the same class with. The humiliation of my aunt'streatment lasted much longer than the actual punishment, since I hadto. I thought you were a good man, even when you made me ... suck your..." He will still want that from you, as well as my mouth, cunt and arse, if I know my Frank," Paula chimed in cheerfully, "You can do it here and now to say 'thank you' to him. And you can let me watch as my reward; I love watching people fucking or sucking. After all you watched him start to fuck me last night, and you saw me covered in his come when I came upstairs to calm Karl down after your utter failure."Helen remembered. The only way I could reach my beer would be to step over his legs, risking breaking an ankle in my ridiculously high heels - or by bracing myself with one hand on the table and leaning as far over as I could. I knew what he was trying to get me to do. So, I turned my hips a little until my butt was almost in his direct line of vision, reached out to brace myself with my left hand, and stretched out my right hand to snag my beer. “Stay there,” he said, sitting up and putting his hands on my. This was completely different than what she had experienced during the rape. She remembered looking into the eyes of the man she hated more than anything in her life. She remembered the odor of gasoline. She remembered intentionally bringing her lighter to life. She remembered the animal rage inside her. She remembered feeling her face twist as she snarled. She remembered seeing the man's eyes widen with fear as he saw the flame in her hand. Most of all, she remembered driving her hand, holding.